The Ethic Of Truth Is The Complete

It Is Thus Quite Simply False That Whereof One Cannot Speak (in The Sense Of 'there Is Nothing To Say About It That Specifies It And Grants It Separating Properties'), Thereof One Must Be Silent. It Must On The Contrary Be Named.

We Could Say That Love Is A Tenacious Adventure. The Adventurous Side Is Necessary, But Equally So Is The Need For Tenacity. To Give Up At The First Hurdle, The First Quarrel, Is Only To Distort Love. Real Love Is One That Triumphs Lastingly, Sometimes Painfully, Over The Hurdles Erected By Time, Space And The World.

It Must Be Said That Today, At The End Of Its Semantic Evolution, The Word 'terrorist' Is An Intrinsically Propagandistic Term. It Has No Neutral Readability. It Dispenses With All Reasoned Examination Of Political Situations, Of Their Causes And Consequences.

I Would Say, If You Like, That The Party Is Like An Out-moded Mathematics...that Is To Say, The Mathematics Of Euclid. We Need To Invent A Non-euclidian Mathematics With Respect To Political Discipline.

We Know That Communism Is The Right Hypothesis. All Those Who Abandon This Hypothesis Immediately Resign Themselves To The Market Economy, To Parliamentary Democracy-the Form Of State Suited To Capitalism-and To The Inevitable And 'natural' Character Of The Most Monstrous Inequalities.