Everyone has his faults which he continually repeats: neither fear nor shame can cure them. – Jean de La Fontaine

With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand. – Federico Garcia Lorca

Somehow we cant live outside the politics of race. Theres something very deep in all of us, that is taught to us when we are very, very little. Which is the disrespect and fear of the other. – Anna Deavere Smith