There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it behoves all of us not to talk about the rest of us.
...it was like sending a criminal who has broken all the laws in one country into another where the laws…
My Ocelot would laugh a lot And when he was elated His fur would shake his nostrils quake Until he…
This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.