This is just what I have thought when I have seen slaves at work - they seem to go through the motions of labor without putting strength into them. They keep their powers in reserve for their own use at night perhaps.
I have prayed to God that he give me the strength to survive each day and to...
I saw him... at peace in my armchair. I remember wishing he could stay in...
The great strength of the totalitarian state is that it forces those who fear...
Strength lies not in defence but in attack.
I remember wishing there was snow in L.A. And how jealous we used to get of those Christmas specials with kids playing in the snow.
