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It is true that we are weak and sick and ugly and quarrelsome but if that is all we ever were, we would millenniums ago have disappeared from the face of the earth.
Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.
I used to be very much Jekyll-and-Hyde, where the Jekyll in me would say, 'Keep to the budget, be responsible,' and Hyde would be like ,'Ah, we can do an extra shot or an extra day.'
In a world where everyone is a publisher, no one is an editor. And that is the danger that we face today.
I thought I would attend school and get an assistant position and work my way up but being in NY and seeing the pace of everything, is very inspiring.
I've always wondered if, at some point, everything will snap, and it'll be like 'Alice in Wonderland,' where the delightfully mad people turn into sinister mad people.
If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend.
See, there were certain rules I'd always used, and people like Trane, they would break those rules.
I have played in rain before. I have played in wind before. I have played in cold before, but not all put together. They were the hardest conditions I ever played in.
