Life is a wonderful thing to talk about, or to read about in history books - but it is terrible when one has to live it.
Poor little men, poor little cocks! As soon as they're old enough, they swell their plumage to be conquerors. If they only knew that it's enough to be just a little bit wounded and sad in order to obtain everything without fighting for it.
To say yes, you have to sweat and roll up your sleeves and plunge both hands into life up to the elbows. It's easy to say no, even if it means dying.
With God, what is terrible is that one never knows whether it's not just a trick of the devil.