The bird let loose in Eastern skies,
Returning fondly home,
Neer stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam;
But high she shoots through air and light,
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way. – Thomas Moore
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves. – Thomas Moore
Study until twenty-five, investigation until forty, profession until sixty, at which age I would have him retired on a double allowance. – Thomas Moore
We are all hostages, and we are all terrorists. This circuit has replaced that other one of masters and slaves, the dominating and the dominated, the exploiters and the exploited. It is worse than the one it replaces, but at least it liberates us from liberal nostalgia and the ruses of history. – Jean Baudrillard