Port Chicago 50 Quotes & Sayings

I pulled on the restraints, frustrated, hurting, and completely devastated. I could feel tears sliding down my skin, into my ears, and back over my scalp. Which told me that they'd cut off my hair, too. For some reason, that little bit of vanity was what it took to undo me completely. — Elizabeth Schechter

Things culminate when they have to. Work comes to you when you deserve to do it. — Nimrat Kaur

As if him binding my hands wasn't enough for me to feel possessed, owned, protected. — C.D. Reiss

All men are created equally free and independent, and have certain inherent rights, of which they cannot, by any compact, deprive or divest their posterity; among which are the enjoyment of life and liberty, with the means of acquiring and possessing property, and pursuing the obtaining of happiness and safety. — George Mason

In working class districts, you had several families living together in the one house, and it was very difficult to get a house, because the politicians who controlled housing were doing so in a very discriminatory fashion. — John Hume

Mobile communications and pervasive computing technologies, together with social contracts that were never possible before, are already beginning to change the way people meet, mate, work, war, buy, sell, govern and create. — Howard Rheingold

Now that I've got the will of the people at my back, I'm going to start enforcing the one-question rule. That was three questions. — George W. Bush

Love gives us happiness, peace then it gives us a lot of pain and you also have to sacrifice your happiness, then you began to hate that person, so fall for friendships. Respect each other's space and styles, then hangout and enjoy — Shaikh Ashraf

Statistic: the us bureau of missing persons reports
that in 1968 over 100,000 people disappeared
leaving no solid clues
nor traceonly
a space
in the lives of their friends. — Ishmael Reed

There is hardly a political question in the United States which does not sooner or later turn into a judicial one. — Alexis De Tocqueville

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. — Rupert Brooke