To Be Free Means To

We Fall In Love When Our Imagination Projects Nonexistent Perfection Upon Another Person. One Day, The Fantasy Evaporates And With It, Love Dies.

Man Adapts Himself To Everything, To The Best And The Worst.

Thought Is Not A Gift To Man But A Laborious, Precarious And Volatile Acquisition.

Liberalism... Is The Noblest Cry That Has Ever Resounded In This Planet.

Liberalism -- It Is Well To Recall This Today -- Is The Supreme Form Of Generosity; It Is The Right Which The Majority Concedes To Minorities And Hence It Is The Noblest Cry That Has Ever Resounded In This Planet. It Announces The Determination To Share Existence With The Enemy; More Than That, With An Enemy Which Is Weak.