Reason, I sacrifice you to the evening breeze.

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A man screaming is not a dancing bear. Life is not a spectacle.

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Africa, help me to go home, carry me like an aged child in your arms. Undress me and wash me. Strip me of all of these garments, strip me as a man st…

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I am talking about societies drained of their essence, cultures trampled underfoot, institutions undermined, lands confiscated, religions smashed, ma…

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Out of the sky, the birds, the parrots, the bells, silk, cloth, and drums, out of Sundays dancing, children's words and love words, out of love for t…

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It is no use painting the foot of the tree white, the strength of the bark cries out from beneath the paint.

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I have a different idea of a universal. It is of a universal rich with all that is particular, rich with all the particulars there are, the deepening…

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And let me die suddenly, to be born again in the revelation of beauty....And the revelation of beauty is the wisdom of the ancestors.

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I would rediscover the secret of great communications and great combustions. I would say storm. I would say river. I would say tornado. I would say l…

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