Many of us persons of the tinted persuasion care about human rights and artistic freedom too.

What happens when you win? When your enemies are at your mercy: how will you act then? Compromise is the temptation of the weak; this is the test for the strong.

Most people define themselves by their work$$$ or where they come from$$$ or suchlike; we had lived too far inside our heads. It makes actuality damn hard to handle.

Proving once again that there was no escape from recurrence.

History could claw upward as well as down. The powerful could be deafened by the cries of the poor.

Zembla$$$ Zenda$$$ Xanadu:<br>All our dream-worlds may come true.<br>Fairy lands are fearsome too.<br>As I wander far from view<br>Read$$$ and bring me home to you.

Language upon a silvered tongue affords enchantment enough.

Our lives$$$ our stories$$$ flowed into one another's$$$ were no longer our own$$$ individual$$$ discrete.

It is all for love. Which is a wonderful and dashing matter. But which can also be a very foolish thing.

Believe in your own eyes and you'll get into a lot of trouble$$$ hot water$$$ a mess.