Besides, if I am truly immortal, I am my own grandchild, my own descendant, my own dynasty. I am not obliged to live on through what I pass down to others.

Many a times we choose
the easiest way to live
and when we failed in that
we think we are not capable

There are so many people who are so much better qualified to write about politics than I am.

The sun, an hour above the horizon, is poised like a bloody egg upon a crest of thunderheads; the light has turned copper: in the eye portentous, in the nose sulphurous, smelling of lightning.

Written By William Faulkner

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