I have just one word. Angry.

Pharmacies are opening up in already saturated areas.

Words are tools which automatically carve concepts out of experience.

I wasn't angry; I just saw his reaction. He tried to get up off the ground, and he said, 'Hey man!' I saw his move when he was coming up. I threw a punch. That was it. I'm fine. Nobody got hurt, I believe.

If I could get angry at you, I would try to kill every one of you. If that's guilt, I accept it....

In one word, this ideal is that you are divine.