Biliyor musun, senle ben -garip şey- aynı yolun yolcusuyuz aslında. İkimizin de evleri biraz büyükçe ama gene de bir bakıma bize dar geliyor. - Christopher Isherwood

A minority is only thought of as a minority when it constitutes some kind of a threat to the majority, real or imaginary.

Staring and staring into the mirror, it sees many faces within its face - the face of the child, the boy, the young man, the not-so-young man - all present still, preserved like fossils on superimposed layers, and, like fossils, dead. Their message to this live dying creature is: Look at us - we have died - what is there to be afraid of?

It answers them: But that happened so gradually, so easily. I'm afraid of being rushed.

I'm afraid, ha, ha, I find more inspiration in the Marquis de Sade.