Wherever there's hope there's a trial.
When people tell a lie about something, they have to make up a bunch of lies to go with the first one. ‘Mythomania’ is the word for it.
All right, then, I thought: here I am in the bottom of a well.
I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.
Each of us possesses a tangible living soul. The system has no such thing. We must not allow the system to exploit us.
Each day the sun would rise and set, the flag would be raised and lowered. Each Sunday I would have a date with my dead friend’s girl. I had no idea what I was doing or what I was going to do.