There Are Moments When Very Little Truth

Kill One Man, And You Are Murderer.

Stupidity, Outrage, Vanity, Cruelty, Iniquity, Bad Faith, Falsehood - We Fail To See The Whole Array When It Is Facing In The Same Direction As We.

I Think I Am One Of Those Who Can Manage Not To Take On A Completely Different Appearance Under Their Own Glance.

To Be Adult Is To Be Alone.

There Are Moments When Very Little Truth Would Be Enough To Shape Opinion. One Might Be Hated At Extremely Low Cost.