Records told the same tale, then the lie passed into history and became truth.
The whole experience of being hit by a bullet is very interesting and I think worth describing in detail.
When the white man turns tyrant, it is his own freedom that he destroys
And yet, just for a moment, what almost frightening power had sounded in that cry from only a few hundred throats! Why was it that they could never shout like that about anything that mattered?
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
We control matter because we control the mind. Reality is inside the skull.