With the passage of time, as well as the social evolution and genetic exchange, we ended up putting our conscience in the color of our blood and the salt of our tears.
Jose Saramagoa man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.
Jose SaramagoAs so often happens, the thing left undone tires you most of all, you only feel rested when it has been accomplished.
Jose Saramago