“Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh Do you have eyes? Can you see like mankind sees?” — Joni Mitchell, Sire of Sorrow (Job’s Sad Song)
“Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Letter from a Birmingham Jail