The world leans on us. When we sag, the whole world seems to droop.
It almost seems that nobody can hate America as much as native Americans. America needs new immigrants to love and cherish it.
I'm interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. it seems to me to be the road toward freedom.
Not to expose your true feelings to an adult seems to be instinctive from the age of seven or eight onwards.