THE BRIDGE (excerpt)
Often our beautiful independence is nothing but our
fear of action, the fear of exercising our freedom in
this world, and all that amazement that I mentioned
to you, is a good cover up of our self-deception,
our deceit, our escape — it doesn’t annoy the enemy,
it doesn’t insult the friend and that way we secure
the approval of both, or at least their tolerance. Perhaps
I’m unjust to myself, but I prefer it rather than be unjust
to you, which I have already done.
Libros Libertad 