The Ends Never Justify The Means Because

In The End, In England, When You Want To Find Out How People Are Feeling, You Always Go To The Pubs.

But Now That The Guerrilla Fighting Is Over, The Spaniards Are Again Men Without A Country Or Families Or Homes Or Work, Though Everyone Appreciates Very Much What They Did.

From The Earliest Wars Of Men To Our Last Heart-breaking Worldwide Effort, All We Could Do Was Kill Ourselves. Now We Are Able To Kill The Future.

I See Mysteries And Complications Wherever I Look, And I Have Never Met A Steadily Logical Person.

After The Desperate Years Of Their Own War, After Six Years Of Repression Inside Spain And Six Years Of Horror In Exile, These People Remain Intact In Spirit. They Are Armed With A Transcendent Faith; They Have Never Won, And Yet They Have Never Accepted Defeat.