My fellow Americans, what do humans love the most? To what do we give our highest value? Is it family, friends, our homes, money, notoriety? No. Above all, humans love fear. The fear that over time we have honed and polished and built up, brick by brick, until it stands before us every day as tall as the Trump Tower. How do I know we love fear more than our children? Because we are willing to ruin their lives in service of some irrational fear of losing them.
Pain is a call to action. Pain is essential, just like anger is. Take pain in one hand and anger in the other. Use them.[to Harrison]
Knowing stuff has no value anymore. Not when the answer is in my back pocket or sitting on my desk. The youth has it figured out. The future will be filled with beautiful idiots who just want to feel.
You need to give a humiliated man some way to redeem himself in his own eyes, or else he’s at risk to be drawn into darkness. Like Germany after World War I.