At The Pit's Bottom Is No Anger.

Revolution Is Our Obligation: Our Hope Of Evolution.

The Living Tongue That Tells The Word, The Living Ear That Hears It, Bind And Bond Us In The Communion We Long For In The Silence Of Our Inner Solitude.

What Else Can The Young Be? When You Are On The Bottom, You Must Organize From The Bottom Up

In Art, 'good Enough' Is Not Good Enough.

If You Deny Any Affinity With Another Person Or Kind Of Person, If You Declare It To Be Wholly Different From Yourself