To stay or to go, it amounted to the same thing.
There are always reasons for murdering a man. But there is no justification for his existence.
I'd buy myself a cabin on the beach, I'd put some glue in my navel, and I'd stick a flag in there. Then I'd wait to see which way the wind was blowing.
In this vast country that he had so loved, he was alone.
One grows out of pity when it's useless.
Every revolutionary ends up either by becoming an oppressor or a heretic.