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...for it is from them that
the chill and the night come...

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...from them stems this world
of horror

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Be he black or white, I demand the
death of the crocodile, common killer

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This isn't a novel, it's a film.
A film is life

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Cover the flowers in flame,
stroke their hair, teach them to read...

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It's rotten of us, isn't it? We've no
right to burn even a philosopher

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Can't you see they're only
imaginary characters?

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- Why is she crying, then?
- No idea. Let's go

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We're little more than that ourselves
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I said to myself: What's the good
of talking to them?

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If they buy knowledge,
it's only to resell it

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They want cheap knowledge
to sell at a profit

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They want nothing which would
stand in the way of their victory

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They don't want to be oppressed,
they want to oppress

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They don't want progress,
they want to be first

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They'll submit to anyone who promises
them they can make the laws

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I wondered what I could say of them.
I decided it was that

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A TUESDAY IN THE 100 YEARS WAR
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We know nothing
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We're totally ignorant of ourselves
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We're as totally ignorant
of what this worm is

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We're both enigmas
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Anyone who denies it
is the most ignorant of all

:48:52
Anyone who denies it
is the most ignorant of all


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