We who have little, we respect the little that we and others have. They who have everything and they who have nothing, they have respect for nothing and contempt for everything. Whoever I am, wherever I am, history has condemned me pre-birth. Victim or aggressor we are one. Done for. Left with each our own private hell. The composer Darius Milhaud said this of his life prior to the onset of World War Two: “There was one’s work to be done, one shut oneself up in it; what else was there to do in a world that had gone mad?”
Sam Smith
Painting: Despair by Edvard Munch