...because love is continual interrogation. I don't know of a better definition of love. - Milan Kundera

Love is a constant interrogation.

Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out is mute. Only chance can speak to us. We read its message much as gypsies read the images made by coffee grounds at the bottom of the cup.

هیچ چیز بیشتر از آوردن دلیل برای توجیه بی فکری به کوشش فکری نیاز ندارد.

Facts mean little compared to attitudes. To contradict rumor or sentiment is as futile as arguing against a believer's faith in the Immaculate Conception. You have simply become a victim of faith, Comrade Assistant.