Non c'era dubbio, il suo viso era strettamente legato a qualcosa che conservavo nel cuore. Qualcosa che mi turbava. Chiusi le palpebre e scandagliai il fondo del mio animo offuscato. Sentii il silenzio ricoprirmi come pulviscolo impalpabile.

I don&#39;t stop eating when I&#39;m full. The meal isn&#39;t over when I&#39;m full. It&#39;s over when I hate myself.

Wake up, Astrid. Your psychotic criminal is playing with knives. (Sasha)

The real point is that totalitarian regimes have claimed jurisdiction over the whole person, and the whole society, and they don&#39;t at all believe that we should give unto Caesar that which is Caesar&#39;s and unto God that which is God&#39;s.

Written By Jeane Kirkpatrick

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