I ran up the door, opened the stairs, said my pajamas and put on my prayers — turned off my bed, tumbled into my light, and all because he kissed me good-night! – Author Unknown
Loss of freedom seldom happens overnight. Oppression doesnt stand on the doorstep with toothbrush moustache and swastika armband — it creeps up insidiously… step by step, and all of a sudden the unfortunate citizen realizes that it is gone. – Baron Lane
