I'd rather suffer the consequences of truth than of silence.

While out in TV Nation, under darkening skies, the resistance is just waiting to be organized.

I envy your ignorance, I hear that it's bliss.

Second Wave feminism started with consciousness-raising groups, which sounds "big" but it's really just house parties. Women getting together and saying, "You feel this way?! Me too!" Hanging out is consciousness-raising.

Maybe you can keep me from never being happy, but you're not going to stop me from HAVING FUN!

The windows of my soul are made of one-way glass, don't bother looking into my eyes if there's something you want to know, just ask

The old farm roads a four lane that leads to the mall, and our dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall.