Sai, Harold, secondo me gran parte delle brutture di questo mondo viene dal fatto che gente che è diversa permette che altra gente la consideri uguale.
dal film Harold and Maude (1971), Hal Ashby
Maude: I should like to change into a sunflower most of all. They’re so tall and simple. What flower would you like to be?
Harold: I don’t know. One of these, maybe.
Maude: Why do you say that?
Harold: Because they’re all alike.
Maude: Oh, but they’re not. Look. See, some are smaller, some are fatter, some grow to the left, some to the right, some even have lost some petals. All kinds of observable differences. You see, Harold, I feel that much of the world’s sorrow comes from people who are *this* (points to a daisy), yet allow themselves be treated as *that* (gestures to a field of daisies).