I lived five years in the Midwest, and I loved it. The people were so nice. The people were so open.

She who has never loved has never lived.

Keep passing the open windows.

In five years, we hope to have our product around the Midwest,

I grew up in a family where, through my teenage years, I was expected to go to church on Sunday. It wasn't terribly painful. I thought some of the stories were neat; I liked some of the liturgy and some of the songs.

Most of the Communists I knew were nice people.