All I have is a voice to undo the folded lie, the romantic lie in the brain of the sensual man-in-the-street and the lie of Authority whose buildings grope the sky: There is no such thing as the State and no one exists alone; Hunger allows no choice to the citizen or the police; We must love one another or die.
W. H. AudenIn the end, art is small beer. The really serious things are earning one's living so as not to be a parasite and loving one's neighbor.
W. H. AudenThe commonest ivory tower is that of the average man, the state of passivity towards experience.
W. H. Auden