I Am Neither Virgin Nor Priest Enough

Everything Has Been Figured Out, Except How To Live.

What Do You Want To Do With The [communist] Party? A Racing Stable? What Good Is It To Sharpen A Knife Every Day If You Never Useit For Slicing? A Party Is Never More Than A Means. There Is Only One Objective: Power.

I Can Always Choose, But I Ought To Know That If I Do Not Choose, I Am Still Choosing.

As If There Could Be True Stories: Things Happen In One Way, And We Retell Them In The Opposite Way.

Let It Crumble! Let The Rocks Revile Me And Flowers Wilt At My Coming. Your Whole Universe Is Not Enough To Prove Me Wrong. You Are The King Of Gods, King Of Stones And Stars, King Of The Waves Of The Sea. But You Are Not The King Of Man.