In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks
Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to. Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings. Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move. – Rumi
The honest truth is that if this government were to propose the massacre of the first-born, it would still have no difficulty in getting it through the Commons. – Diane Abbott