I Construct My Memories With My Present.

Uncalled-for Aggression Arouses The Hatred Of The Civilian Population.

Besides One Should Not Believe That The People Only Want Reading That Is Easy To Absorb.

A Kiss Without A Moustache, They Said Then, Is Like An Egg Without Salt; I Will Add To It: And It Is Like Good Without Evil.

Ah! Do Not Judge The Gods, Young Man, They Have Painful Secrets.

I Suppose It Is Out Of Laziness That The World Is The Same Day After Day. Today It Seemed To Want To Change. And Then Anything, Anything Could Happen.