“ When I saw how the head separated from the body, and each separately rattled into its crate, I understood— not in my mind, but my whole being— that no theory of the good sense of Progress, and What Is, can justify this crime, and that if all the people in the world, on whatever theory, from the beginning of the world, should find it necessary— I still knew that it was not necessary but bad. Therefore the judge of what is good and necessary is not what people do and say, and not Progress, but I in my own heart.
Leo Tolstoy, Confession
EL ORÅCULO DEL SAN GENNARO
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SUMMON ST. JANUARIUS
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