A Human Being Is All Hope And

Why Should I Trust You? We Haven't Drunk From The Same Bowl Of Soup.

Only The First Swath Cut By The Scythe Is Difficult.

For A Country To Have A Great Writer Is To Have Another Government.

To Taste The Sea All One Needs Is One Gulp.

It Was Only When I Lay There On The Rotting Prison Straw That I Sensed Within Myself The First Stirrings Of Good. Gradually It Was Disclosed To Me That The Line Separating Good And Evil Passes Not Between States Nor Between Social Classes Nor Between Political Parties, But Right Through Every Human Heart, Through All Human Hearts. And That Is Why I Turn Back To The Years Of My Imprisonment And Say, Sometimes To The Astonishment Of Those About Me, Bless You, Prison, For Having Been A Part Of My Life.