Greg

“America wasn’t its people,” said Murka, stepping toe-to-toe with Herbert. He was a good sight taller than the hulking mass of bulletproof steel standing in front of him. “America was a dream, son. A dream of what we could be. That any person, regardless of their birth, could rise above it all and achieve greatness. It was a dream that even the most lowly of us could stand up, fight, and even die for, if only to protect someone else’s chances for that greatness.”
― C. Robert Cargill, Sea of Rust

“But the truth is, if everyone forgets about us, we fade away.”
― C. Robert Cargill, Dreams and Shadows