A Liking For Truth At Any Cost

Big Tears Of Frustration And Exhaustion Were Streaming Down His Cheeks. But Because Of All The Wrinkles, They Weren't Dripping Off. They Spread Out And Ran Together Again, Leaving A Watery Film Over His Ruined Face.

Again And Again There Comes A Time In History When The Man Who Dares To Say That Two And Two Make Four Is Punished With Death. ("the Plague")

Love Is The Kind Of Illness That Does Not Spare The Intelligent Or The Dull.

What I Believe To Be True I Must Therefore Preserve. What Seems To Me So Obvious, Even Against Me, I Must Support.

Only It Takes Time To Be Happy. A Lot Of Time. Happiness, Too, Is A Long Patience.