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People Who Were Born Alone Are Defined By Feelings Like "who's Gonna Be With Me When I Die? Who Will Ever Understand Me? Will I Always Feel So Alone? Maybe If I Write A Book..." And You Forget That That Doesn't Help You So Much.

I Think Artists Who Are Attracted To Working On The Net Will Adjust Their Work To The Capabilities Of A Very Small Screen.

The Right To Carry A Gun Has Nothing To Do With The Rights Of Other People.

The Right To Carry A Gun Has Nothing To Do With The Rights Of Other People.

You Know, For Every Dollar A Man Makes A Woman Makes 63 Cents. Now, Fifty Years Ago That Was 62 Cents. So, With That Kind Of Luck, It’ll Be The Year 3,888 Before We Make A Buck.