The fact is that we all seem capable of living, because at some time or other we have taken refuge in a lie, in blindness, in enthusiasm, in optimism, in some conviction, in pessimism or something of the sort. He has never taken refuge in anything. He is absolutely incapable of lying. He has nothing to take refuge in, no shelter. It's as if he were naked and everyone else had clothes on.
Milena Jesensk (August 10, 1896, Prague May 17, 1944, Ravensbrck, Germany) was a Czech journalist, writer and translator.
I'm male, say nothing