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sábado, julho 22, 2006 

No ventre da Besta

"There is a boundary in each man. He can bend, sure. He can eat crow and brown-nose to an extent. He can shuck the man for a while, become a good actor. But when a man goes beyond that last essential boundary, it alters his ontology, so to speak. It's like the small pebble that starts a landslide no one can stop. You can betray others until, lo, you've betrayed yourself. You want to survive so badly, to be free of violence so terribly, you will literally do anything. You'll allow anyone to order you around. You'll let your ma, wife, or kids die just to stay alive yourself. You'll suck every cock in the cell house to "get along." There's nothing you won't do."
Jack Henry Abbott , "In the belly of the beast", Vintage, 1981