A Man With A Credit

A Nonreader Is Somebody Standing There In A Blindfold.

Now Each One Of Us, Black Or White, Is A Symbol. The War Is Out In The Open And The Skin Color Is A Uniform. All The Deep And Basic Similarities Of The Human Condition Are Forgotten So That We Can Exaggerate The Few Differences That Exist.

The Only Thing In The World Worth A Damn Is The Strange, Touching, Pathetic, Awesome Nobility Of The Individual Human Spirit.

I Am Wary Of The Whole Dreary Deadening Structured Mess That We Have Built Into Such A Glittering Top-heavy Structure That There Is Nothing Left To See But The Glitter, And The Brute Routines Of Maintaining It.

You Have To Start Knowing Yourself So Well That You Begin To Know Other People. A Piece Of Us Is In Every Person We Can Ever Meet.