Literature Becomes The Living Memory Of A

The Name Of 'reform' Simply Covers What Is Latently A Process Of The Theft Of The National Heritage.

In Our Country The Lie Has Become Not Just A Moral Category But A Pillar Of The State.

It Is Not Because The Truth Is Too Difficult To See That We Make Mistakes... We Make Mistakes Because The Easiest And Most Comfortable Course For Us Is To Seek Insight Where It Accords With Our Emotions - Especially Selfish Ones.

The Timid Civilized World Has Found Nothing With Which To Oppose The Onslaught Of A Sudden Revival Of Barefaced Barbarity, Other Than Concessions And Smiles.

Which Of Us Can Control His Feelings?