I could not blot out hope, for hope belongs to the future.

To be suspicious is not a fault. To be suspicious all the time without coming to a conclusion is the defect.

A woman has so many parts to her body, life is very hard indeed.

Hope is like a path in the countryside. Originally, there is nothing - but as people walk this way again and again, a path appears.

Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.

The most horrible thing is not a government that stages public executions, but a government that secretly disposes of its victims.

Hope is a path on the mountainside. At first there is no path. But then there are people passing that way. And there is a path.