Great art is the expression of a solution of the conflict between the demands of the world without and that within.
In the end, the American dream is not a sprint, or even a marathon, but a relay. Our families don't always cross the finish line in the span of one generation. But each generation passes on to the next the fruits of their labor.
I'm fighting so I can die a martyr and go to heaven to meet God. Our fight now is against the Americans.