I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

People living deeply have no fear of death.

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.

I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.

I reserve the right to love many different people at once, and to change my prince often.

Be the girl you want your daughter to be. Be the girl you want your son to date. Be classy, be smart, be real, but most importantly be nice.

No one gets ahead in life by living a backward life.

Jewish history is never simply about the Jews, but always about their relationship with the rest of society.

It makes me itch to think of myself as Captain Beefheart. I don't even have a boat.

Propaganda is a topic of particular concern to peace associations. This is a matter of educating the population in general, and not least the voters.

But you know, I'm the negative-Nancy, curmudgeon, glass-half-empty-with-a-leak-in-it guy - which is basically the fuel that fires me up anyway. Without that, we wouldn't have me.

Well, don't we all feel like jumping to the end of the world sometimes?

Love your enemy. But don't forget he is not your friend

Only in prayer can we learn to love God with all our heart, mind and soul.

Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day.