There Are Times When You Have To

There Are A Few Things That'll Move People To Pity, A Few, But The Trouble Is, When They've Been Used Several Times, They No Longer Work.

Art Is Not A Mirror. Art Is A Hammer.

A Person Is Really Dead Only When Nobody Thinks Of Him Anymore.

With Drooping Shoulders The Majority Sit Hunched, Their Foreheads Furrowed Like Stony Ground That Has Been Repeatedly Ploughed-up To No Purpose.

Poverty Makes You Sad As Well As Wise.