Sarcasm Is The Protest Of The Weak.

The Scornful Force Of His Tone Turned The Word Into A Curse

But Something Held Me Back. Perhaps I Was Stopped By That Level Of Feeling, Deeper Than Thought, Which Contains The Truth.

The Next Major Advance In The Health Of The American People Will Be Determined By What The Individual Is Willing To Do For Himself.

Peace Is Indivisible, And The Surrounding World Confusion Found No Reflection Inside Me.

What I Mean Is, I Love Winter, And When You Really Love Something, Then It Loves You Back, In Whatever Way It Has To Love.