Amin Hid Nothing. Everybody Knew Everything. Yet

Literature Seemed To Be Everything Then. People Looked To It For The Strength To Live, For Guidance, For Revelation.

If The Crowd Disperses, Goes Home, Does Not Reassemble, We Say The Revolution Is Over.

The Extent Of One Man's Guilt May Be Defined By How Much Of It Is Experienced By The Party He Injured.

Although A System May Cease To Exist In The Legal Sense Or As A Structure Of Power, Its Values (or Anti-values), Its Philosophy, Its Teachings Remain In Us. They Rule Our Thinking, Our Conduct, Our Attitude To Others. The Situation Is A Demonic Paradox: We Have Toppled The System But We Still Carry Its Genes.

In Poland A Man Must Be One Thing: White Or Black, Here Or There, With Us Or Against Us -- Clearly, Openly, Without Hesitations. . . . We Lack The Liberal, Democratic Tradition Rich In All Its Gradations. We Have Instead The Tradition Of Struggle: The Extreme Situation, The Final Gesture.