“Let me welcome you to my first country, my Third World.”
“My first world is humanity. My second world is humanism. And, I live in the third world being merely a human.”
“Let my country die for me.”
“I die without seeing dawn's light shining on my country... You, who will see it, welcome it for me...don't forget those who fell during the nighttime.”
“Paris Hilton is going on a goodwill mission to Rwanda. It’s the first time an entire Third World country will have to get immunizations for a visitor.”
“If I meet you at your third floor window tonight, will you let me in?” he whispers softly against my ear, hardly a murmur.”