quarta-feira, fevereiro 01, 2006

Passagens from the Dispossessed I

"It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love.
Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when
forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are
brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which
each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope,
we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have
had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but
from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not
reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is
empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing.
You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you
are, and what you give."

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