Didn't I tell you it was there? You could have found it without any trouble at all. The south wind is warm; The sun shines peacefully; The birds warble their glad songs. Spring blossoms in every treetop. ~Jakushitsu
I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use - silence, exile, and cunning.
James Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man