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What was easier to hijack than democracy? Like most things in the world of men, democracy was principally a question of money,
“What you lose in strength, you gain in clear-sightedness. The trick is to reach the age of wisdom while you’re still strong enough to do things.”
Once again, man, in search of land, gave the plague to his fellow man in the folds of his offerings.
She felt like they were worshipping a God of hate and punishment, while hers was one of love and mercy.
The religious competencies of its ministers didn’t solve a single economic or social problem, and in many respects, the situation worsened.
Within the dream of prosperity and tolerance, nothing remained of fragile democracy but the illusory right to talk shit.
She was anxious, like many, to return to the ballot box and chase this ideological intrusion and its representatives out of the country. Until then, Lord help her!
“Like our bees that have to coexist with the giant hornets, we are a people who must coexist with the flaws in the earth—earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions—and with war, the flaw of human nature. We know that our archipelago is fragile, that our existence is fragile, and that the survivors must always rebuild. We are a people well versed in catastrophes, Professor. The ‘other’ is none other than ourselves, a survivor and a partner.
