Change--savor the cool, fresh flavor of it.

Don't give up on your own happy-evers.

Survivors lived with their mistakes.

I wouldn't waste a day, not an hour, not a moment. Take what you want and damn caution. Live, enjoy. Feed ravenously. Or the biggest regret you'll have at the end of your life is wasted time.

We ought to know the Lord and fullness of His great grace.

There's a threshold of pain, a person loses consciousness in order not to die. And there's a threshold of grief, it suddenly stops hurting. And you feel nothing. Nothing at all.

I pray to God that I shall not live one hour after I have thought of using deception.

There is no substantive, rational defense; I mean, the other side doesn't have a case.

The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!

I use the traditional Moyse scale books slightly modified.

I wrote these songs for a dying planet, I'm sorry, but I'm telling the truth.

If there is a form of government, then, whose principle and foundation is virtue, will not every sober man acknowledge it better calculated to promote the general happiness than any other form?

Let us fill our hearts with our own compassion - towards ourselves and towards all living beings.

As for disappointing them I should not so much mind; but I can't abide to disappoint myself.