“Those who profess to favor freedom, and yet depreciate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the powerful roar of its many waters.”

Light up, light up as if you have a choice.
… All I want is to find an easier way to get out of our little heads.
… Have heart, my dear, we’re bound to be afraid.

Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future, so as not to get all screwed by methods hereinafter devised;
So will I.
... I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free to walk.