It is wrong to expect a reward for your struggles. The reward is the act of struggle itself, not what you win. Even though you can't expect to defeat the absurdity of the world, you must make that attempt. That's morality, that's religion. That's art. That's life.

Call it peace or call it treason / call it love or call it reason / but I ain't marching anymore

God isn't dead - he's just missing in action.

You can do right or you can do what you are told. And the prize of the victory will belong to the bold.

She's staring down her desires, while they're staring down her dress.

In such ugly times, the only true protest is beauty.

In the state of Mississippi, Many Years Ago, a boy of 14 years got a taste of Southern law.