Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway

I have come to believe that anger and grudges are burning embers in the heart.

Extroverts never understand introverts, and it was like that in school days.

I am a big fan of Dos Passos' stylistic ability, his poetic approach to prose, but the ideas presented in the songs are quite different from those which he exemplified.

Waiting for the winds of change to sweep the clouds away. Waiting for the rainbow's end to cast its gold your way ... You don't get something for nothing. You can't have freedom for free

Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway

I'm less comfortable in a gregarious social situation, and you can be introverted and still share everything. It just means that you're guarded.