Who Has Ever Stopped To Think Of

And Now Each Night, I Count The Stars. And Each Night I Get The Same Number. And When The Stars Won't Come To Be Counted, I Count The Holes They Leave.

Art Is Whatever Makes You Proud To Be Human.

A Man Is Either Free Or He Is Not. There Cannot Be Any Apprenticeship For Freedom.

I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me. I Look Out From His Eyes. Smell What Fouled Tunes Come In To His Breath. Love His Wretched Women.

The Artist's Role Is To Raise The Consciousness Of The People. To Make Them Understand Life, The World And Themselves More Completely. That's How I See It. Otherwise, I Don't Know Why You Do It.