I think the way we talk about cancer has really evolved. I remember the way my grandmother used to talk about it like a death sentence no-one would even mention the word.
Gradually I came to realize that people will more readily swallow lies than truth as if the taste of lies was homey appetizing: a habit.
It would be a bitter cosmic joke if we destroy ourselves due to atrophy of...
And though various organizations in America and England collected money and...
After the desperate years of their own war after six years of repression...
The truth was much more beautiful.
Don't call the world dirty because you forgot to clean your glasses.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
