The Evil Always Comes From Details.

Society Had Grown Cruel. People Who Felt They Were Unwanted Or Unwelcome In Their Own Country, Reacted With Aggression. There Was No Such Thing As Meaningless Violence. Every Violent Act Had A Meaning For The Person Who Committed It. Only When You Dared Accept This Truth Could You Hope To Turn Society In Another Direction.

Some People Give Theirselves A Certain Number Of White Weeks Once In A Year, When They Do Not Drink A Single Drop Of Alcohol. It Is Really Wise. I Myself Have A Few Weeks Per Year, Let Us Call Them White Or Black, When I Am Not Interested In The World Around. When I Come Back From This Isolation Of The News, I Realize That I Have Missed Nothing Significant. We Live In The Rain Of Disinformation And Rumors, Where The Truth Is A Very Small Number. In Those Weeks Of Dissociation I Seek For Knowledge That Lies Within Me.

I Love Sherlock Holmes. There's Still An Awful Lot To Steal From Conan Doyle. But Within A Tradition You Can Work In Many Different Ways.

We Don't Have Time To Argue. Nobody Has Time.

It Struck Me As I Listened To Those Two Men That A Truer Nomination (name) For Our Species Than Homo Sapiens Might Be Homo Narrans, The Storytelling Person. What Differentiates Us From Animals Is The Fact That We Can Listen To Other People’s Dreams, Fears, Joys, Sorrows, Desires And Defeats–and They In Turn Can Listen To Ours.