Mourn The Dead, Fight Like Hell For

But In Shimabukuro's Hands, As He Breaks Out Experimental Jazz, Lays Down A Steady Blues Train, Or Shreds On Rock Anthems, This Little Jumping Flea Becomes A Melodic Monster.

That Is, The Wife Must Care For What The Husband Cares For If He Is To Remain Resolute.

No Matter What The Fight, Don't Be Ladylike!

I Have Never Had A Vote, And I Have Raised Hell All Over This Country. You Don't Need A Vote To Raise Hell! You Need Convictions And A Voice!

My Friends, It Is Solidarity Of Labor We Want. We Do Not Want To Find Fault With Each Other, But To Solidify Our Forces And Say To Each Other: We Must Be Together; Our Masters Are Joined Together And We Must Do The Same Thing.