Americans Have Discovered The Fragility Of Life,

We Are Finally Living In Plato's Cave, If We Consider How Those Who Were Imprisoned Within The Cave - Who Could Do Nothing But Watch Those Shadows Passing On The Back Wall - Were Convinced That Those Shadows Were Their One And Only Reality. I See A Profound Similarity To All This In The Epoch We're Now Living In. We No Longer Live Simply Through Images: We Live Through Images That Don't Even Exist, Which Are The Result Not Of Physical Projection But Of Pure Virtuality.

You Never Know Beforehand What People Are Capable Of, You Have To Wait, Give It Time, It's Time That Rules, Time Is Our Gambling Partner On The Other Side Of The Table And It Holds All The Cards Of The Deck In Its Hand, We Have To Guess The Winning Cards Of Life, Our Lives.

The Only Miracle We Can Perform Is To Go On Living, Said The Woman, To Preserve The Fragility Of Life From Day To Day, As If It Were Blind And Did Not Know Where To Go, And Perhaps It Is Like That, Perhaps It Really Does Not Know, It Placed Itself In Our Hands, After Giving Us Intelligence.

Liking Is Probably The Best Form Of Ownership, And Ownership The Worst Form Of Liking.

The Difficult Thing Isn't Living With Other People, It's Understanding Them.