"𝒫𝓊𝒷𝓁𝒾𝒸 ℯ𝓍ℯ𝒸𝓊𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 𝒽ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝑔𝓊𝓃！"
𝓊𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓇𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓆𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 𝒜𝓁ℯ𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶．
𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓁ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒸𝓀𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻ℯℯ𝓉， 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝓆𝓊ℯℯ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ'𝓈 𝑔ℯ𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇． ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓃𝓊𝓂ℯ𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝒷𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔． 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓈ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉ℴ𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓈， ℐ 𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓇𝒶𝒷𝓁ℯ．
ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓊𝓃𝒸𝓁ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓉 𝓂ℯ 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓁𝓎． ℋℯ 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒾𝒻 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝒾ℯ𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝒾ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌𝓈 ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓂𝒶𝒿ℴ𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝑔ℴ𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀．
ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈 ℐ 𝒹ℯ𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴℴ．
𝒮ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴℴ𝒹 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓎 ℴ𝒻 𝒜𝓁ℯ𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁ℯ， 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝑔ℴ𝓁𝒹ℯ𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓅 𝒷ℯ𝓁ℴ𝓌 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒽ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓏ℴ𝓃．ℋℯ𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝓍 ℴ𝒻 𝒹ℯ𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹ℯ𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉．
ℐ𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒥ℯ𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓊𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒮ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ'𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇， 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓂ℯ𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ 𝒽ℯ𝓇． 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒸𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓌𝒾𝒻𝓉， 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝒶𝓁𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒶𝓈 𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈 ℋℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒹ℯ𝒶𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉． ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒮ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈， 𝑔𝒾𝒻𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓈ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓁．
𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒻𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 ℴ𝒻 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉， ℋℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝒾ℯ𝓁𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒹ℯ𝒻𝓁ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃'𝓈 𝒷𝓁ℴ𝓌． 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉ℯℯ𝓁 ℯ𝒸𝒽ℴℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℴ𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓁ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒻ℯ𝓇ℴ𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃 ℴ𝒻 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃． 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓃𝒹， 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝓈𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒷𝓇𝓊𝓉ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇， 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓈𝓈．
