A Trial Cannot Be Conducted By Announcing

Yes, I'm Happy, In Human Terms.

The Nobility Of Our Calling Will Always Be Rooted In Two Commitments Difficult To Observe: Refusal To Lie About What We Know, And Resistance To Oppression.

A Taste For Truth At Any Cost Is A Passion Which Spares Nothing.

What Would Become Of The World If The Condemned Started To Confide Their Heartaches To The Executioners?

In Our Wildest Aberrations We Dream Of An Equilibrium We Have Left Behind And Which We Naively Expect To Find At The End Of Our Errors. Childish Presumption Which Justifies The Fact That Child-nations, Inheriting Our Follies, Are Now Directing Our History.