And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone's way but my own.
Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked.
Life is to be lived, not controlled, and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.
I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers.
Injustice wears ever the same harsh face wherever it shows itself.
That ... is how the world moves: Not like an arrow, but a boomerang.