The world is divided into those who screw and those who do not. He distrusted those who did not—when they strayed form the straight and narrow it was something so unusual for them that they bragged about love as if they had just invented it.

You can't eat hope,' the woman said. You can't eat it, but it sustains you,' the colonel replied.

The world is divided into those who screw and those who do not. He distrusted those who did not—when they strayed form the straight and narrow it was something so unusual for them that they bragged about love as if they had just invented it.

What Uncle Leo XIII never suspected was that his nephew's courage did not come from the need to survive or from a brute indifference inherited from his father, but from a driving need for love, which no obstacle in this world or the next would ever break.

This was his world, he said to himself, the sad, oppressive world that God had provided for him, and he was responsible to it.

Just imagine, a cow on the balcony of the nation, what an awful thing, what a shitty country.

To oppression, plundering and abandonment, we respond with life.