God help all who would change the world for the betterment of mankind.
“In everybody’s life there’s a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can’t go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That’s how we survive.” – Haruki Murakami
I don’t know what artists are made of, but it isn’t happiness. Perhaps it’s fear; to be so afraid of the world that you do nothing but observe. You turn yourself into a quiet shadow. You interpret the world, you give it a new meaning every day.
But I don’t think that’s the point… of art, of life.
The point is to change the world.
And maybe it’s ironic, that the ones the world almost breaks are the ones who do everything they can to change it.
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