Injustice Wears Ever The Same

That Which We Remember Is, More Often Than Not, That Which We Would Like To Have Been; Or That Which We Hope To Be. Thus Our Memory And Our Identity Are Ever At Odds; Our History Ever A Tale Told By Inattentive Idealists.

All Novels Are About Certain Minorities: The Individual Is A Minority.

I Am An Invisible Man. I Am A Man Of Substance, Of Flesh And Bone, Fiber And Liquids - And I Might Even Be Said To Possess A Mind. I Am Invisible, Understand, Simply Because People Refuse To See Me.

The Thing To Do Is To Exploit The Meaning Of The Life You Have.

Education Is All A Matter Of Building Bridges.