tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882105106820226705.post2408430988527059353..comments2023-04-12T15:30:43.440+01:00Comments on RMProse: Another Mans SorrowRMPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06368781750827270763noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882105106820226705.post-28546143449459247232013-03-15T02:51:11.435+00:002013-03-15T02:51:11.435+00:00"At least I try, lonesome or not, to do my Jo..."At least I try, lonesome or not, to do my Job. And if sometimes I find it tough, it is because it mainly takes place in the quite dreadful intellectual society we are living in, where it is a matter of pride to be unfaithful, where the reaction replaced the reflection, where you only think with slogans, and where maliciousness too often enacts intelligence.<br /><br />I am not one of these freedom lovers who want to dress it up with twice more chains, nor am I one of these servants of Justice who think that the only way to promote it is to bound several generations to Injustice.<br /><br />I live the way I can in a miserable world, rich of its people and of its youth, temporarily poor in its elites, only seeking for an order and a rebirth I believe in.<br /><br />Without true freedom and some kind of honour, I cannot live." - Albert Camus (22 janvier 1958)RMPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06368781750827270763noreply@blogger.com