Where There Is No Hope,

What More Ghastly Image Can Be Called Up Than That Of A Man Betrayed By His Body Who, Simply Because He Did Not Die In Time, Lives Out The Comedy While Awaiting The End, Face To Face With That God He Does Not Adore, Serving Him As He Served Life, Kneeling Before A Void And Arms Outstretched Toward A Heaven Without Eloquence That He Knows To Be Also Without Depth?

Every Revolutionary Ends Up Either By Becoming An Oppressor Or A Heretic.

I Always Found Misogyny Vulgar And Stupid, And I Found Almost All The Women I Have Known To Be My Betters. However, Placing Them So High, I Used Them More Often Than I Served Them. How Does One Make Sense Of This?

He Who Despairs Of The Human Condition Is A Coward, But He Who Has Hope For It Is A Fool.

The Main Thing Is That Everything Become Simple, Easy Enough For A Child To Understand.