I Have A Social Life. But I

I Wake Up Every Morning And Say To Myself, Well, I'm Still In New York. Thank You, God.

I Said, To Be A New Yorker You Have To Live Here For Six Months, And If At The End Of The Six Months You Find You Walk Faster, Talk Faster, Think Faster, You're A New Yorker.

Many Of The Self-described "political Refugees" Who Come Here Make Stopovers In Other Countries On Their Way To The U.s., In Places Where They Would Be Free To Have As Many Children As They Want. But They Choose To Continue On To The U.s. Why? Because It Is More Economically Attractive.

Life Is Indeed Precious, And I Believe The Death Penalty Helps Affirm This Fact.

I Want To Come Back As Me.