The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.
Radclyffe HallWhat a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homesโfree to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.
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