Travel of course narrows the mind.

When power leads man toward arrogance poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts poetry cleanses.

It's to be a person who's able to shoot little arrows into sacred cows and knock politicians off their pedestals to look out for hypocrisy advocate for all sorts of things from social justice to peace.

When you lead change sometimes you get arrows in your back. I mean that's just the way the real world is.

No one else can take risks for us or face our losses on our behalf or give us self-esteem. No one can spare us from life's slings and arrows and when death comes we meet it alone.