There is no literature and art without paranoia. Probably there would be even civilization. Paranoia is the world. It is the attempt to make sense of what has not.

Life is just like a diary; the first day and the first page is always planned well, the rest does not even matter.

Capital punishment is the source of many an argument, both good and bad.

Oil kindles extraordinary emotions and hopes, since oil is above all a great temptation. It is the temptation of ease, wealth, strength, fortune, power. It is a filthy, foul-smelling liquid that squirts obligingly up into the air and falls back to earth as a rustling shower of money.

Written By Ryszard Kapuściński

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