[b]José Saramago
Put less respectfully, these men and women, standing before the mirror of their life, spit every day in the face of what they were with the sputum of what they are.[/b]
Time to get a new mirror. However futile that might be.
…human beings are known universally as the only animals capable of lying, and while it is true that they sometimes lie out of fear and sometimes out of self-interest, they also occasionally lie because they realize, just in time, that this is the only means available to them of defending the truth.
We’ll need some examples of course.
Virtue, should there be anyone who still ignores the fact, always finds pitfalls on the extremely difficult path of perfection, but sin and vice are so favoured by fortune…
Let’s just say that here it depends on how broadly or narrowly you define them.
Perhaps it is the language that chooses the writers it needs, making use of them so that each might express a tiny part of what it is.
Perhaps not still seems more likely.
Dignity has no price, when someone starts making small concessions, in the end, life loses all meaning.
And what meaning might that be, he asked?
It just isn’t possible for you to ask me all the questions, or for me to give you all the answers.
Pertaining to, say, what’s behind the existence of existence itself?