She suffers as a miser. She must be miserly with her pleasures, as well. I wonder if sometimes she doesn't wish she were free of this monotonous sorrow, of these mutterings which start as soon as she stops singing, if she doesn't wish to suffer once and for all, to drown herself in despair. In any case, it would be impossible for her: she is bound.

your judgement judges you and defines you

When rich people fight wars with one another, poor people are the ones to die.

It is only in our decisions that we are important.

Politics is a science. You can demonstrate that you are right and that others are wrong.

It is enough that one man hate another for hate to gain, little by little, all mankind.

Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth.