The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, and from motives of policy are silent when we should speak, the divine floods of light and life no longer flow into our souls.
-Elizabeth Cady Stanton
A mask and a mirror nella bocca della verità
copper, nickel, brass, vitreous enamel
7.2 x 7.2 x 2 cm
Poetry may make us . . . a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
- T. S. Eliot, Nobel Prize acceptance speech, 1948