If You Disturb The Colors Of The

It Is Raining Bombs On The House Of The Lord. I Go In Fear And Trembling Lest One Of These Terrible Bombers Gets Into Difficulties.

My Friend, You Should Blow Out Your Candle In Order To Find Your Way More Clearly.

Man Will Never Be Free Until The Last King Is Strangled With The Entrails Of The Last Priest.

The Infant Runs Toward It With Its Eyes Closed, The Adult Is Stationary, The Old Man Approaches It With His Back Turned.

Scepticism Is The First Step Toward Truth.