Measure out / [their] joys and agonies / too, our long, long passion week / in paces of the dance” - Chinua Achebe

There is no story that is not true, [...] The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others.

It is only the story...that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence.The story is our escort;without it,we are blind.Does the blind man own his escort?No,neither do we the story;rather,it is the story that owns us.

"Hanya kisahlah... yang bisa menghindarkan keturunan kita dari membuat kesalahan besar seperti pengemis-pengemis buta yang menabrak duri-duri pagar kaktus."
(Anthills of The Savannah)