Capitalists, if you think that you can play footsies with these people, you're wrong. They will come for you and drag you into the streets and kill you.

But are we even capable of maintaining a Republic anymore? Are there enough citizens willing to do the hard work that self-rule requires, or have we become a people who would rather be cared for, fed, clothed, housed, and told what's best for us by a parentlike state? Unfortunately, the evidence suggests the latter.

You can get rich making fun of me. I know. I've made lots of money making fun of me.

I feel like the world of Blade Runner makes more sense than this one.

I haven't seen a half-monkey, half person yet.

I remember feeling, 'If you do not leave now, you won't leave with your soul intact.'

Sometimes our strengths are also our weaknesses. Sometimes to be strong you have to first be weak. You have to share your burdens; you have to lean on other people while you face your problems and yourself.