God will not forgive us if we fail.

A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.

One sits the whole day at the desk and appetite is standing next to me. “Away with you,” I say. But Comrade Appetite does not budge from the spot.

Whatever else may divide us, Europe is our common home; a common fate has linked us through the centuries, and it continues to link us today.

We should not pour muck on ourselves.