It's only in uncertainty that we're naked and alive.

Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle.

You can blow out a candle, but you can't blow out a fire.

I'm a bit cynical that it ever will be addressed properly. I think it is healthy to get some sort of copyright protection. But some of it has gone on forever.

With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.

The UN Declaration of Human Rights laid down what any person might reasonably expect, yet there are remarkably few people who enjoy these rights. With cameras in the hands of activists and meaningful distribution of those images, we will witness what really goes on in this world and hopefully want to change it.

The dream is a world in which anyone who has anything bad happen to them has a chance of getting their story uploaded, being seen, being watched.