Truth.

I quiver
I shake
I beam at the thought of you.
You burn
You shine
You take that spirit of mine.
I try
I tear
I push it aside
You laugh
You ignore
You draw me close
- anonymous


If we, the citizens, do not support our artists then we sacrifice our imagination on the alter of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.
- Yann Martel