Liberty Is The Right Not To Lie.

Outside Of That Single Fatality Of Death, Everything, Joy Or Happiness, Is Liberty.

For There Is Merely Bad Luck In Not Being Loved; There Is Misfortune In Not Loving.

Conscious Of Not Being Able To Separate Myself From My Time, I Have Decided To Become Part Of It.

There Was A Time When I Didn’t At Any Minute Have The Slightest Idea How I Could Reach The Next One. Yes, One Can Wage War In This World, Ape Love, Torture One’s Fellow Man, Or Merely Say Evil Of One’s Neighbour While Knitting. But, In Certain Cases, Carrying On, Merely Continuing, Is Superhuman.

In The World There Is, Parallel To The Force Of Death And Constraint, An Enormous Force Of Persuasion That Is Called Culture.