When I was younger I was fat. I was never conscious of it and was content with who I was because I was so loved. My mother never told me to lose weight and my father doted on me but my agent told me. I tried but I loved Indian food too much.
I hate newspapermen. They come into camp and pick up their camp rumors and print them as facts. I regard them as spies which in truth they are.
I beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of Savannah.
You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will.
If the people raise a great howl against my barbarity and cruelty I will...
The truth was much more beautiful.
Don't call the world dirty because you forgot to clean your glasses.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
