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Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.
I haven't touched my brother in almost 18 years.
(in reference to cruel prison regulations in Mansfield Ohio
prison)
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I haven't touched my brother in almost 18 years.
(in reference to cruel prison regulations in Mansfield Ohio
prison)
http://www.kennyisinnocent.org
http://www.petitiononline.com/manci.
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, read more
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, and to transfer the suspicion or dislike to the one who found pleasure in pointing out the defects of another.
If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relation to do the read more
If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relation to do the business.
Threaten the oppressed and be prepared to face their onslaught, abuse them and be prepared for an even greater threat.
Threaten the oppressed and be prepared to face their onslaught, abuse them and be prepared for an even greater threat.
My uncle never met an animal he didn't want to kill.
(on Book TV).
My uncle never met an animal he didn't want to kill.
(on Book TV).
I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.
I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.
Prince Charles and his son William worked off their Christmas dinner yesterday by trying to blast some small furry creatures read more
Prince Charles and his son William worked off their Christmas dinner yesterday by trying to blast some small furry creatures to pieces.
http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk.
The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came read more
The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came back. One by one the men hooked up the hogs and slit their throats. There was a line of hogs with squeals and lifeblood ebbing away.. until at last each vanished into a huge vat of boiling water (some still alive). The hogs were so innocent. They came so very trustingly. They were so very human in their protests. They had done nothing to deserve it.
in the book THE JUNGLE.