I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
"The colony is the place where the project of a new humanity is to be tested, where the dream of a world without borders is to be realized, where the dream of a world without races is to be realized, where the dream of a world without nations is to be realized, where the dream of a world without classes is to be realized, where the dream of a world without genders is to be realized, where the dream of a world without religions is to be realized, where the dream of a world without money is to be realized, where the dream of a world without property is to be realized, where the dream of a world without war is to be realized."
Political language... is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.
世界上充满了人,挤满了这些奇迹,以至于它们变得平凡,我们忘记了它们。
"I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do."