The wisest man I ever knew in my whole life could not read or write. At four o'clock in the morning, when the promise of a new day still lingered over French lands, he got up from his pallet and left for the fields, taking to pasture the half-dozen pigs whose fertility nourished him and his wife.
Jose SaramagoIf we cannot live entirely like human beings, at least let us do everything in our power not to live entirely like animals.
Jose Saramago