An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

I'm so tired of waiting, aren't you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?

The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you'll finish it.

A world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.

When a man starts out to build a world, He starts first with himself

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed - Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.

I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I'm dead. I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.

I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.

Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? ... Or does it explode?

We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many generations have lived and died since they did.We could be the last people left.

The fraud part of me was always there, just as a puzzle piece, objectively speaking, is a true piece of the puzzle even before you see how it fits.

Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.

If I gave America any kind of hope or any kind of inspiration, I really want to say thank you for allowing me to continue doing that week after week.

Most people who call themselves conservatives can't explain the American value system.

Sometimes it pays to be a little wild.

Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice, more drunkards than thirst, and perhaps as many suicides as despair.

When we love there are no barriers, no desires, no needs, no wants.

Comfort is the enemy of the artist.

O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.