Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.

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?

Don't get caught in "Waiting". When I 'Get This' then I will be able to fully 'Live'. Escape the time dominant mind by fully being here 'NOW'.

I won't share everything, both in my act or in interviews. Some of the people who become the most famous are the most self-revelatory, and I'm like, 'No, it's just not worth it to me.'

I imagine a certain amount of consumer impulse will be replaced by community connection. You can already see it starting with things like the local food movement.

We have a new puppy and that's enough! Two babies and three dogs is enough.

The thing that's important is not something called design; it's how you live, its life itself. Design really comes from that. You cannot separate what you do from your life.

The mind WILL be free, or it will be dead.

It's challenging and interesting for me to work on projects that are unique and unconventional. I'm so bored with seeing the same recycled material.

the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.

A journalist finds out things by asking questions of people who know.

Even the wisest man grows tense With some sort of violence Before he can accomplish fate, Know his work or choose his mate. Poet and sculptor, do the work, Nor let the modish painter shirk