I loved my friend He went away from me There's nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend.

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?

I'm bored, " she said."Learn how to tap-dance, " he suggested, without turning around.

My career in Congress is a story of before Sandy Hook and after Sandy Hook.

Have I made my peace with God? I didn't know we'd quarreled!

Waiting is a sustained effort to stay focused on God through prayer and belief.

It's the sense of duty that keeps you going sometimes when things get very, very rough. Somebody's got to do it. And if you don't, who will?

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.

Life should be lived on the edge of life.

Every failure contains valuable data that will point you in the right direction.

The theatre is a spiritual and social X-ray of its time.

You talk like a drunk man walks: in every direction but where he be headed.