We are thirsty and hungry ; ;

We are very proud of it ''.

As Madison commented to Jefferson in 1789, `` We are in a wilderness without a single footstep to guide us.

We began by declaring that all men are created equal.

We now practically read it, all men are created equal except Negroes.

We are desperately in the need of such invention, for man is still very much at the mercy of man.

We get some clue from a few remembrances of childhood and from the circumstance that we are probably not much more afraid of people now than man ever was.

We are not now afraid of atomic bombs in the same way that people once feared comets.

We are worried about what people may do with them -- that some crazy fool may `` push the button ''.

We have staved off a war and, since our behavior has involved all these elements, we can only keep adding to our ritual without daring to abandon any part of it, since we have not the slightest notion which parts are effective.

We are forced, in our behavior towards others, to adopt empirically successful patterns in toto because we have such a minimal understanding of their essential elements.

We are already committed to establishing man's supremacy over nature and everywhere on earth, not merely in the limited social-political-economical context we are fond of today.

We are tempted to blame others for our problems rather than look them straight in the face and realize they are of our own making and possible of solution only by ourselves with the help of desperately needed, enlightened, competent leaders.

We are reminded, however, that freedom of thought and discussion, the unfettered exchange of ideas, is basic under our form of government.

We are also struck by the fact that this story of a boy's love for his mother does not offend, while the incestuous love of the man, Paul Morel, sometimes repels.

We have so completely entered the child's fantasy that his illness and his death are the plausible and the necessary conclusion.

We feel uncomfortable at being bossed by a corporation or a union or a television set, but until we have some knowledge about these phenomena and what they are doing to us, we can hardly learn to control them.

We and our friends are, of course, concerned with self-defense.

`` We were requested by the Secretary General, as I understand it, to discuss with you such matters as appear to us to be relevant, and we are not of course either a formal group or a committee in the sense of being guided by any rules or regulations of the Secretariat.

`` We are ready for your next mysterious assignment '', said Mr. Baer to the Hetman.

We are learning how to do these things in some of the vast organized structures of modern society ; ;

We are all, though many of us are snobbish enough to wish to deny it, in far closer sympathy with the art of the music-hall and picture-palace than with Chaucer and Cimabue, or even Shakespeare and Titian.

We are menaced less by fleets and armies than by catastrophic technologies in the hands of the embittered few ," and required " defending the United States, the American people, and our interests at home and abroad by identifying and destroying the threat before it reaches our borders.

We ran out of money and we haven't eaten for two days ''.

We spoke of the need for advertising, and I agreed that the deep dive would be most useful for publicity.

We followed the asphalt road for a few miles and then swung off onto a smaller road which was nothing more than two tire marks on the earth.

`` We the people of the Confederate States, each state acting in its sovereign and independent character, in order to form a permanent federal government, establish justice, insure domestic tranquility, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity -- invoking the favor and the guidance of Almighty God -- do ordain and establish this Constitution for the Confederate States of America ''.

We cannot listen to a conversation for five minutes without being acutely aware of the confusion.

We enjoyed a paradoxical freedom when we were still too young for school.

We shall return to these statements and deal with them more fully as the evidence for them accumulates.

We consider a rural community as an assemblage of inhabited dwellings whose configuration is determined by the location and size of the arable land sites necessary for family subsistence.

We assume for this illustration that the size of the land plots is so great that the distance between dwellings is greater than the voice can carry and that most of the communication is between nearest neighbors only, as shown in Figure 2.

We hear equally fervent concern over the belief that we have not enough generalists who can see the over-all picture and combine our national skills and knowledge for useful purposes.

We of the liberal-led world got all set for peace and rehabilitation.

We scour literature for them ; ;

We had been walking quite briskly, for despite your being so small and me so tall, your stride in those days could easily match mine.

We must avoid the notion, suggested to some people by examples such as those just mentioned, that ideas are `` units '' in some way comparable to coins or counters that can be passed intact from one group of people to another or even, for that matter, from one individual to another.

We saw it frequently afterward, but our suggestion for the very first encounter is near sunset.

We lived for a while in a movie melodrama with a German cook and her son who turned out to be Nazis.

There is, of course, nothing new about dystopias, for they belong to a literary tradition which, including also the closely related satiric utopias, stretches from at least as far back as the eighteenth century and Swift's Gulliver's Travels to the twentieth century and Zamiatin's We, Capek's War With The Newts, Huxley's Brave New World, E. M. Forster's `` The Machine Stops '', C. S. Lewis's That Hideous Strength, and Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, and which in science fiction is represented before the present deluge as early as Wells's trilogy, The Time Machine, `` A Story Of The Days To Come '', and When The Sleeper Wakes, and as recently as Jack Williamson's `` With Folded Hands '' ( 1947 ), the classic story of men replaced by their own robots.

We often say of a person that he `` looks young for his age '' or `` old for his age ''.