greatest weapon is love

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« I don’t wake up in the morning and say, wow I've got a great idea for a story. But I sit down, and I figure well, let’s see. I think people are interested in anything that’s a little bigger than life, and that’s colorful; and – you know, what they like? They like fairy tales for grown-ups. Singing a song, playing sports – anything that entertains; that takes people away from their own problems, it's good. There is only one who is all-powerful, and his greatest weapon is love. » 



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