Of all my prosecutors ... not one is my peer, but each and all are my political sovereigns; and had your honor submitted my case t...o the jury, as was clearly your duty, then I should have had just cause of protest, for not one of those men was my peer; but, native or foreign born, white or black, rich or poor, educated or ignorant, sober or drunk, each and every man of them was my political superior; hence, in no sense, my peer.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Each day I live in a glass room Unless I break it with the thrusting... Of my senses and pass through The splintered walls to the great landscape.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
the gentleness of wine in his fingertips, where do these hands come from?... I was born a glass baby and nobody picked me up except to wash the dust off me. He has picked me up and licked me alive.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Since you know you cannot see yourself So well as by reflection, I, your glass,... Will modestly discover to yourself That of yourself which yet you know not of.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My glass shall not persuade me I am old So long as youth and thou are of one date,... But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »