I Don't Understand How Any

I Don't Understand How Any Good Art Could Fail To Be Political.

Pain Reaches The Heart With Electrical Speed, But Truth Moves To The Heart As Slowly As A Glacier.

Perhaps Growing Up Meant We Put Our Knives Away And Feigned Ignorance Of The Damage.

A Flower Is Your Cousin...sometimes A Person Has Got To Take A Life, Like A Chicken's Or A Hog's When You Need It...but Nobody Is So Hungry They Need To Kill A Flower. Cherokee Great-grandmother

Your Own Family Resemblances Are A Frustrating Code, Most Easily Read By Those Who Know You Least.