Nothing makes us believe more than fear, the certainty of being threatened. When we feel like victims, all our actions and beliefs are legitimised, however questionable they may be. Our opponents, or simply our neighbours, stop sharing common ground with us and become our enemies. We stop being aggressors and become defenders. The envy, greed or resentment that motivates us becomes sanctified, because we tell ourselves we’re acting in self-defence. Evil, menace, those are always the preserve of the other. The first step towards believing passionately is fear. Fear of losing our identity, our life, our status or our beliefs. Fear is the gunpowder and hatred is the fuse. Dogma, the final ingredient, is only a lighted match.
A good liar knows that the most efficient lie is always a truth that has had a key piece removed from it.
Youth is like a fickle girlfriend. We can’t understand or value her until she goes off with someone else, never to return…
You mustn’t believe everything you see. The image of reality we perceive with our eyes is only an illusion, an optical effect. Light is a great liar.