We slept in what had once been the gymnasium. The floor was of varnished wood, with stripes and circles painted on it, for the games that were formerly played there; the hoops for the basketball net were still in place, though the nets were gone.

I would rather dance as a ballerina, though faultily, than as a flawless clown.

Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

There is more than one kind of freedom... Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it was freedom to. Now you are being given freedom from. Don't u…

For some people, four walls are three too many.

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage …

We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them - this morning, as they prepared for their journey, and waved good-bye, and 'slipped the surly bonds o…