So? My honor, like my privacy, is valuable to me without having to attach to it a material worth. My honor is refusing to live a lie and therefore denying mysel

So? My honor, like my privacy, is valuable to me without having to attach to it a material worth. My honor is refusing to live a lie and therefore denying myself. I would much rather die knowing I lived like Havel, then his infamous grocer. (In case you don’t know Havel, he’s one of the thousands of bright lights who refused to live a comfortable lie in the Eastern bloc and took down an empire. The government is more scared of honorable men, then men who would flee)