I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires. I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art. If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
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