The precise role of the artist, then, is to illuminate the darkness, blaze roads through vast forests, so that we will not, in all our doing, lose sight of its purpose, which is, after all, to make the world a more human dwelling place. – James Baldwin
I am a part of all that I have met, yet all experience is an arch wherethro’ gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades, forever and forever when I move. – A.T.