Sex Is One's Consolation When Love Is

She Sensed It, Saw My Eyes Wet With Tears, And Only Then Must Have Discovered I Was No Longer The Man I Had Been, And I Endured Her Glance With A Courage I Never Thought I Had.

If Men Gave Birth, They'd Be Less Inconsiderate.

To Oppression, Plundering And Abandonment, We Respond With Life.

I Would Like For My Books To Have Been Recognized Posthumously, At Least In Capitalist Countries, Where They Turn You Into A Kind Of Merchandise.

It Is A Triumph Of Life That Old People Lose Their Memories Of Inessential Things.