A seared conscience is one whose warning voice has been suppressed and perverted habitually, so that eventually instead of serving as a guide, it only confirms the person in his premeditatedly evil course.

Ms. Rowling is thrilled to have been vindicated so clearly,

I would wear flamboyant clothes and long hair, and most singers at the time didn't.

People called rock & roll 'African music.' They called it 'voodoo music.' They said that it would drive the kids insane. They said that it was just a flash in the pan - the same thing that they always used to say about hip-hop.

I haven't seen this level of fear in the immigrant community in the past two decades.

Why would I want to be sane, if I can be crazy?