Anger may be kindled in the noblest breasts: but in these slow droppings of an unforgiving temper never takes the shape of consistency of enduring hatred.
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Cynics will say there are no good people out there. And if you read the papers and watch TV news you could be convinced of that. But there are good people.
I was a beach boy, and I believe I learned my songs from the birds of the Brazilian forest.