If I'd Been Born In My Grandfather's

Polish Comes From The Cities; Wisdom From The Desert.

I'm Going To Rub Your Faces In Things You Try To Avoid. I Don't Find It Strange That All You Want To Believe Is Only That Which Comforts You. How Else Do Humans Invent The Traps Which Betray Us Into Mediocrity? How Else Do We Define Cowardice?

These Are Illusions Of Popular History Which Successful Religion Must Promote: Evil Men Never Prosper; Only The Brave Deserve The Fair; Honesty Is The Best Policy; Actions Speak Louder Than Words; Virtue Always Triumpths; A Good Deed Is Its Own Rewards; Any Bad Human Can Be Reformed; Religious Talismans Protect One From Demon Possession; Only Females Understand The Ancient Mysteries; The Rich Are Doomed To Unhappiness

I'm The Well-trained Fruit Tree. Full Of Well-trained Feelings And Abilities And All Of Them Grafted Onto Me

And Always, He Fought The Temptation To Choose A Clear, Safe Course, Warning 'that Path Leads Ever Down Into Stagnation.