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I Believe In Life And In People. I Feel Obliged To Advocate Their Highest Ideals As Long As I Believe Them To Be True. I Also See Myself Compelled To Revolt Against Ideals I Believe To Be False, Since Recoiling From Rebellion Would Be A Form Of Treason

Events At Home, At Work, In The Street - These Are The Bases For A Story.

The Calendar Has A Magic That Makes Us Imagine A Memory Can Be Resurrected And Revived, But Nothing Returns.

I Reject Any Path Which Rejects Life, But I Can't Help Loving Sufism Because It Sounds So Beautiful. It Gives Relief In The Midst Of Battle.

When Will The State Of The Country Be Sound?... When Its People Believe That The End Result Of Cowardice Is More Disastrous Than That Of Behaving With Integrity.