Our job is like a bakers work — his rolls are tasty as long as theyre fresh; after two days theyre stale; after a week, theyre covered with mould and fit only to be thrown out. – Ryszard Kapuscinski
We follow the mystics. They know where they are going. They, too, go astray, but when they go astray they do so in a way that is mystical, dark, and mysterious. – Ryszard Kapuscinski