I Wish The Crowd To Feel Itself

In The End We Are All Separate: Our Stories, No Matter How Similar, Come To A Fork And Diverge. We Are Drawn To Each Other Because Of Our Similarities, But It Is Our Differences We Must Learn To Respect.

The Eye Doesn't See Any Shapes, It Sees Only What Is Differentiated Through Light And Dark Or Through Colors.

So Long As You Live And Work, You Will Be Misunderstood; To That You Must Resign Yourself Once And For All. Be Silent!

Strike The Dog Dead, It's But A Critic!

What A Day It Is When We Must Envy The Men In Their Graves.