There Are Two Ways To Worry Words.

My Father Was Both The Person Who Gave Me Reason To Learn How To Fight And The One Who Taught Me The Basics Of Fighting. He Would Tell Me That If It Was A Big Fight, It Would Probably Be Uneven, It Wouldn't Be Fair

One Of The Reasons I Came To Berkeley Was Because I Saw So Many Students Of All Different Colors Speaking So Many Different Languages And Ferociously Presenting All These Different Views. I Thought, This Is The 21st Century And I Want To Be Here!

And Who Will Join This Standing Up And The Ones Who Stood Without Sweet Company Will Sing And Sing Back Into The Mountains And If Necessary Even Under The Sea: We Are The Ones We Have Been Waiting For.

If We Lived In A Democratic State Our Language Would Have To Hurtle, Fly, Curse, And Sing, In All The Common American Names, All The Undeniable And Representative And Participating Voices Of Everybody Here.

I Care Because I Want You To Care About Me. I Care Because I Have Become Aware Of My Absolute Dependency Upon You, Whoever You Are, For The Outcome Of My Social, My Democratic Experience.