Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,
Till Earth and Sky stand presently at Gods great Judgment Seat;
But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
When two strong men stand face to face,
tho they come from the ends of the earth! – Rudyard Kipling
And the end of the fight is a tombstone white with the name of the late deceased, and the epitaph drear: A Fool lies here who tried to hustle the East. – Rudyard Kipling
And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves Its pretty, but is it Art? – Rudyard Kipling
Down to Gehenna, or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone. – Rudyard Kipling
I am black: I am the incarnation of a complete fusion with the world, an intuitive understanding of the earth, an abandonment of my ego in the heart of the cosmos, and no white man, no matter how intelligent he may be, can ever understand Louis Armstrong and the music of the Congo. – Frantz Fanon