Peace. The Upland Serenity Of High Altitude,

Rebirth. I Mean By This Simply What Happens When The Child Begins To Realise The Fact That The Black Does Not Enter Through The White’s Front Door Is Not In The Same Category As The Fact That The Dead Will Never Come Back.

Art Defies Defeat By Its Very Existence, Representing The Celebration Of Life, In Spite Of All Attempts To Degrade And Destroy It.

I'm Forty-nine But I Could Be Twenty-five Except For My Face And My Legs.

Time Is Change; We Measure Its Passage By How Much Things Alter.

I Don't Think I Am A Citizen Of The World; I Am Very Much A Citizen Of My Own Country. But My Own Country Is Closely Related To Other Parts Of The World And Influenced By What Happens There.