ANSWERS

“News is what someone wants suppressed. Everything else is advertising.”

— Katharine Graham

Person holding a book titled 'The Strength in Our Scars' in front of a wall of open books.
Person holding a book titled 'The Strength in Our Scars' in front of a wall of open books.

“He’s not a performer, he’s a prisoner!”

The Truman show

An outdoor scene of a cobblestone street at dusk with a small restaurant or bar entrance, illuminated from within, with chairs and a folded umbrella outside, and a bicycle leaning against a wall in the background.

“I had the feeling as in a nightmare of it all being something repeated, something I had been through and that now I must go through it again.”

- Ernest Hemingway: The Sun Also Rises

Dirty wooden floor inside a rustic cafe or bar with dark wooden tables and chairs, some of which are overturned or placed upside down on the tables.

“Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.”

- William Shakespeare

Close-up of antique, ornate leather-bound books on a shelf, with gilded titles and intricate gold embossing.

In satura veritas

“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”

— Tom Stoppard

A wooden chair with ballet slippers hanging from the top left corner of the backrest and a sheer, light-colored fabric draped over the right side of the backrest.
A woman with blonde hair, wearing a yellow oversized sweater, sitting cross-legged on a wooden table near a window, reading a book or notebook. The room has a cozy, artistic vibe with paintings on the wall, shelves with books and photos, a salt lamp, and some hanging decorations. Outside the window, there are leafless trees and residential buildings.

“Razors pain you;

Rivers are damp;

Acids stain you;

And drugs cause cramp.

Guns aren’t lawful;

Nooses give;

Gas smells awful;

You might as well live.”

- Dorothy Parker: Résumé

A woman sitting at a table in a dimly lit restaurant, holding a cup, with a window in the background revealing a blurred urban street scene outside.

"Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters."

- Stephen King

A person with curly hair, wearing a white jacket, crouching on a sidewalk at night, leaning on a low stone wall, with a historic building illuminated in the background.

When the mob marks you as a target, don't buy a parakeet; buy a plane ticket!

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Sunlight coming through a window with beige curtains, illuminating a bedspread with a brown, textured pattern.

WAR IN EUROPE OVER

“There is absolutely no reason to get up in the mornings anymore.”

- Capa

I am not dead, but I cannot live... How can I live when they are alive and free?