Far away from the market-place and from fame happens all that is great:
far away from the market-place and from fame have always dwelt the creators of new values.
Flee, my friend, into your solitude: I see you stung all over by the poisonous flies
Flee to where a rough, strong breeze blows!
Flee into your solitude! you have lived too closely to the small and the pitiful.
Flee from their invisible vengeance! For you they have nothing but vengeance.
No longer raise your arm against them!
They are innumerable, and it is not your job to be a flyswatter.
Personal series of photographs. Some photos from Hello World series are already available as postcards, and may also as T-shirts in the future...
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