Love is like the rain. It comes in a drizzle sometimes. Then it starts pouring and if you’re not careful it will drown you.
Love is like the rain. It comes in a drizzle sometimes. Then it starts pouring and if you’re not careful it will drown you.
Because it’s a problem we have thinking that one person can make a revolution, whether it’s now or in the past.
I no longer feel that I am an alien in the United States.
Somewhere, if not now, then maybe years in the future, a future that we may have yet to dream of, someone may risk his or her life to read us.
Create dangerously, for people who read dangerously.