To hate is to show you still care, who needs that, focus on what's really important.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

Well, there's Katrina, but you can go through lots of Kurdistan and it looks like Katrina was just there but there's people living in it.

I think it is incumbent on anyone who can to lift human dignity to the highest possible levels, maintaining one's own and helping to raise that of others.

The more I learn about Mr. Romney, the less there is to admire.

I don't hate the government. I don't think the Second Amendment is being infringed upon.

Is it a shame that I can’t accept love? Am I too burned out to move towards what will keep me alive or too smart to get pulled into someone else’s world?