I am an artist... I am here to live out loud. 
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity. I am at ease in my generation.
As they have dared, so shall I dare. Dare to tell the truth, as I have pledged to tell it, in full, since the normal channels of justice have failed to do so . . .
My duty is to speak out; I do not wish to be an accomplice in this travesty. My nights would otherwise be haunted by the spectre of the innocent man, far away, suffering the most horrible of tortures for a crime he did not commit.
The honor of a man whose life is spotless is being vilely attacked: A society that sinks to that level has fallen into decay.