Where A Beast Would Have Claws, I

At Sixteen I Get Drafted. When I Read The Draft Notice, I Cry. Not Because I'm A Coward - I'm Not Afraid Of Anyone. But I Don't Want To Kill Or Be Killed.

Why Have I Had This Life? If I Knew, I Wouldn't Have Done It

It Is The Nobel Prize I Want. It's Worth $400,000.

When You Are There, You Are. With Words, You Aren't.

The Ultimate Acting Is To Destroy Yourself.