All the gods are dead except the god of war.
Everybody changes, not just me.
They use force, to make you do, what the deciders, have decided you must do.
If God himself wills such misery on people whom I love, then I say I will deal with him
I feel that I am a citizen of the American dream and that the revolutionary struggle of which I am a part is a struggle against the American nightmare.
History could pass for a scarlet text, its jot and title graven red in human blood.