They're so excited to go. It's all they talk about.

I was so proud of the kids just for doing it. They just worked together so well as a team.

I can't wait to see what the other schools came up with.

If you kill enough of them, they stop fighting.

How to recognize what is real? To know the layers and depths of oneself, to know how to open, to know how to fill a capacious hold-all, to know one’s own quirks and nervous twitches, cravings and transparencies, and, above all the force, literally the force, of events, connections, the wild calm in every thing.

My solution to the problem would be to tell the North Vietnamese Communists frankly that they've got to drawn in their horns and stop their aggression or we're going to bomb them into the stone age.