Once he saw the officials of a temple leading away some one who had stolen a bowl belonging to the treasurers, and said, "The great thieves are leading away the little thief.

I think we're all a bunch of weirdos on a quest to belong. The songs are echolocation up in impregnable fog. That's why it's odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws ascend a pedestal to patronize the rest of the cogs.

I live here. These people need me.

No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider.

Ghalib, we are from the sacred land of Turan,
Undoubtedly we are of glorious lineage,
We are of Turkish descent
And the chiefs of the tribe were our forefathers,
We are Arabs, belonging to the tribe of Turks
And in perfection we are ten times better than the moon.

I'm just a red nigger who love the sea,
I had a sound colonial education,
I have Dutch, nigger, and English in me,
and either I'm nobody, or I'm a nation.