In America, money takes the place of God.

When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts.

As one of the dumb, voiceless ones I speak. One of the millions of immigrants beating, beating out their hearts at your gates for a breath of understanding.

Like all people who have nothing, I lived on dreams.

A man is free to go up as high as he can reach up to; but I, with all my style and pep, can't get a man my equal because a girl is always judged by her mother.

Poor people who had escaped from poverty as I had, feared it, hated it and fled from it all their lives. Those born rich could afford to be touched by it.

The power that makes grass grow, fruit ripen, and guides the bird in flight is in us all.

I'm one of the millions of immigrant children, children of loneliness, wandering between worlds that are at once too old and too new to live in.

The only compensation for the artist is the chance to feed hungry hearts.

I too was frightened the first time I felt I hated my father. I felt like a criminal. But could I help it what was inside of me? I had to feel what I felt even if it killed me.

The world is a wheel always turning.

My change of heart isn't about flaking out

True friends are like stars; you can only recognize them when it's dark around you.

There is nothing more attractive than a nice smile

I just want someone to explain to the American public why investing in transportation in Iraq is so much more important than investing in passenger rail right here in the United States of America.

Hillary Clinton is raising your taxes and I'm lowering your taxes. That in itself is a big difference.

Do those things that incline you toward the big questions, and avoid the things that would reduce you and make you trivial.

Time and space cannot play any part between two loving hearts.

A king is a thing men have made for their own sakes, for quietness sake. Just as in a family one man is appointed to buy the meat.

If destiny comes to help you, Love will come to meet you. A life without love isn't a life

He was the closest thing I'd ever had to something, or someone, that mattered. But in the end, close didn't count. You were either in, or you weren't.