“A little bird whispers in my ear: "Be fair! Nobody, no country, has a monopoly of untruth.”
“The whispering of the truth is stronger than the thunderstorm of the untruth!”
“You’re livin’ in Badass World, baby,” he whispered in my ear. “Fair warning, until I fix what I cut in you, you’re there to stay.”
“This country would not be a land of opportunity, America could not be America, if the people were shackled with government monopolies.”
“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.”
“For twas not into my ear you whispered,But into my heart.Twas not my lips you kissed,But my soul.”