When I'm not thanked at all, I'm thanked enough, I've done my duty, and I've done no more.
For the most part fraud in the end secures for its companions repentance and shame.
Not the torturer will scare me, nor the body's final fall, nor the barrels of death's rifles, nor the shadows on the wall, nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain, is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless, unfeeling world.
I think design is the expression of its time and culture.
I am definitely a worrier.