I walk where once the grass was green And mourn the lark that sings no more What bird could sing whose eyes have seen Broken blossoms on the field of war?

High in the sky is a bird on a wing Please carry me with you Far far away from the mad rushing crowd Please carry me with you.

The rains tumble down in the sky, Young swallows have learned how to fly, The leaves that were green are no longer so green, And it looks like the summer is over.

Humans are not a commodity, nor is our humanity. Fight to save the lives of those who can not save themselves, and in turn, you will have saved your soul.

As we enter the path of transformation, the most valuable thing we have working in our favor is our yearning.

A city full of art is a city full of wit!

I love places that have an incredible history. I love the Italian way of life, I love the food, I love the people, I love the attitudes of Italians.

You have to have other things in your life apart from swimming to focus on. It's not going to be just swimming in my life.

What you have to do as soon as you know about somebody, then you have to think what goodness he has got, how can I imbibe that goodness within myself?

Megaphone in which the wind passes singing.

Systems die; instincts remain.

I would love to direct a play. But I think when people look at me they see music and dancing and singing.

Four!" I call out. Why am I calling a number? Oh yes. Because that's his name. — Tris.