The West's post-Holocaust pledge that genocide would never again be tolerated proved to be hollow, and for all the fine sentiments inspired by the memory of Auschwitz, the problem remains that denouncing evil is a far cry from doing good.

I__ happy to just be able to come across things. I don__ need to be happy. Happiness is a kind of cheap word. Let__ face it, I__ not the kind of cat that__ going to cut off an ear if I can__ do something. I would commit suicide. I would shoot myself in the brain if things got bad. I would jump from a window_you know, I can think about death openly. It__ nothing to fear. It__ nothing sacred. I__e seen so many people die. Life__ not sacred either

Don't tell a lie to be loved, speak the truth to be hated.

Yet there__ no one to beat you | No one t_ defeat you | __ept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

Talk without the support of action means nothing.

If you had a friend you refused to talk to, eventually you couldn't keep calling that person a friend anymore.