Unlimited Power In The Hands Of Limited

At What Point, Then, Should One Resist? When One's Belt Is Taken Away? When One Is Ordered To Face Into A Corner? When One Crosses The Threshold Of One's Home? An Arrest Consists Of A Series Of Incidental Irrelevancies, Of A Multitude Of Things That Do Not Matter, And There Seems No Point In Arguing About One Of Them Individually...and Yet All These Incidental Irrelevancies Taken Together Implacably Constitute The Arrest.

If So Far We Have Been Unable To See Clearly Or To Reflect The Eternal Lineaments Of Truth, Is It Not Because We Too Are Still Moving Towards Some End-because We Are Still Alive?

It's Not The Sea That Drowns You-it's The Puddle.

Violence Does Not And Cannot Flourish By Itself; It Is Inevitably Intertwined With Lying.

It Is The Artist Who Realizes That There Is A Supreme Force Above Him And Works Gladly Away As A Small Apprentice Under God's Heaven.