The injuries we do in kind are visited upon us often. In the science of the mind, trying hard to move a shadow.
All the people have gone to war leaving no interrogator to mind.
When he beat my mother it made me so mad.
Research, research, research. It means everything.
Underachievers of the world unite, you have nothing to lose except your fright.
Some even claim that I'm a terror, a dictator and they're right.