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People don't come to Asheville very often, and they don't know I'm there. I enjoy it. I like it.
I hate it when people come up to me when I'm eating.
There is no evil in the atom; only in men's souls.
People, man, they love hurting people. It's not even fair.
Dying people often become childish.
Governments never learn. Only people learn.
I only feel sorry for weak people. And mostly what I've come to find is that the weak people are the ones that are the haters.
The only reason they come to see me is that I know that life is great, and they know I know it.
I love meeting new people.
