And My Problem Was That I Always

There Are Few Things In The World As Dangerous As Sleepwalkers.

If Social Protest Is Antithetical To Art, What Then Shall We Make Of Goya, Dickens, And Twain?

God Is Love, I Said, But Art's The Possibility Of Forms, And Shadows Are The Source Of Identity.

Injustice Wears Ever The Same Harsh Face Wherever It Shows Itself.

I Denounce Because Though Implicated And Partially Responsible, I Have Been Hurt To The Point Of Abysmal Pain, Hurt To The Point Of Invisibility. And I Defend Because In Spite Of It All, I Find That I Love.