Some things are just too unjust for words, and too ambiguous for either speech or ideas. - Ralph Ellison

"So why do I write, torturing myself to put it down? Because in spite of myself I've learned some things. Without the possibility of action, all knowledge comes to one labeled "file and forget," and I can neither file nor forget. Nor will certain ideas forget me; they keep filing away at my lethargy, my complacency. Why should I be the one to dream this nightmare?"

For their most innocent words were acts of violence to which we of the campus were hypersensitive though we endured them not.

When American life is most American it is apt to be most theatrical.