"<p>Love, proclaim and confess the truth, the small and great truths, the truths of the ordinary days and the fateful moments, always, courageously and without fear. But it doesn't hurt to smile quietly at the same time: at yourself, at the truth.</p> <p>For truth is constant and unchanging, like the great laws of nature. But you, the man who believes and confesses the truth, are neither constant nor unchanging. Even the weather can change your intentions, even a snowfall can divert you from the path set by divine command, even a woman can affect you: such is your changeableness. What can you hope for yourself?... Proclaim the truth, but it doesn't hurt to smile sometimes.</p>"