From long familiarity, we know what honor is. It is what enables the individual to do right in the face of complacency and cowardice. It is what enables the soldier to die alone, the political prisoner to resist, the singer to sing her song, hardly appreciated, on a side street.
Mark Helprin, American Novelist and Writer
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
It starts with a thought...
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