The Moment You Give Up Your Principles,

Is It Right To Shoot The Poor Prostitute Or A Woman Who Is Unfaithful To Her Husband, Or A Man Who Loves Another Man?

Love Isn’t Putting Chain On Someone Who Wants To Struggle And Is Ready To Die For It, Love Is Letting Him Die In The Way He’s Chosen.

I Don't Want To Hear About My Death.

Hearing Him Speak Is So Fun, Reassuring I Dare Say. You Can Say All You Like About Sihanouk: That He's An Atrocious Liar, A Madman, A Fraud, A Swashbuckler, An International Blot. You May Think That, But You Cannot Deny How In This Age In Which The Political Arena Seems To Generate Only Dull, Obtuse And Boring Characters With No Imagination, He's A Kind Of Miracle.

In The Legends That Males Have Invented To Explain Life, The First Human Creature Is A Man Named Adam. Eve Arrives Later, To Give Him Pleasure And Cause Trouble. In The Paintings That Adorn Churches, God Is An Old Man With A Beard, Never An Old Woman With White Hair. And All The Heroes Are Males: From Prometheus Who Discovered Fire To Icarus Who Tried To Fly, On Down To Jesus Whom They Call The Son Of God And Of The Holy Spirit, Almost As Though The Woman Giving Birth To Him Were An Incubator Or A Wetnurse.