Culture: the cry of men in face of their destiny.
The urge to revolt is one of the essential dimensions of human nature.
... habit starts at the second crime. At the first one, something is ending.
I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
But too many people now climb onto the cross merely to be seen from a greater distance, even if they have to trample somewhat on the one who has been there so long.