You know what the strongest thing in the world?
Is my pinkie finger,
because it WON'T break
PROMISES

I ask now, standing with my scissors among my flowers, Where can the shadow enter? [. . .] I am sick of the body, I am sick of my own craft, industry and cunning, of the unscrupulous ways of the mother who protects, who collects under her jealous eyes at one long table her own children, always her own.

When you&#39;re in the minority, it doesn&#39;t matter what you&#39;re agenda is, you&#39;re not going to have the degree of freedom that you have as a member of the majority.

quienes le trataban de forma hostil lo hacían debido a su propia debilidad.

Written By Ken Follett

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