Freedom Begins Where It Ends Ignorance.

There Is In Every Village A Torch - The Teacher; And An Extinguisher - The Priest.

There Is Nothing Like A Dream To Create The Future.

Pain Is As Diverse As Man. One Suffers As One Can.

All That Was Neither A City, Nor A Church, Nor A River, Nor Color, Nor Light, Nor Shadow: It Was Reverie. For A Long Time, I Remained Motionless, Letting Myself Be Penetrated Gently By This Unspeakable Ensemble, By The Serenity Of The Sky And The Melancholy Of The Moment. I Do Not Know What Was Going On In My Mind, And I Could Not Express It; It Was One Of Those Ineffable Moments When One Feels Something In Himself Which Is Going To Sleep And Something Which Is Awakening.

Work, Which Makes A Man Free, And Thought, Which Makes Him Worthy Of Freedom.