I knew my reasons for wanting to be there were primarily emotional, not logical.
What is "the rule of law" in a rigged society?
A society sometimes devours its young, that is, its brightest and most promising.
The dangers inherent in protests and clashes with the police are offset by this strange utopian element.
I sometimes think of the activist world as being like the jianghu of Chinese-language martial arts novels.
They are all fools and nou-choi in a sense; none of them have the sense to confront the master.