My singing... I'll just say it simple as possible: it's just godly.

To give someone a piece of your heart, is worth more than all the wealth in the world.

Don't be afraid to be different.

If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself, and make a change.

Never rush an emotion; everything in life has a rhythm, it is the pauses and silences that speak the truth.

Heal the World, make it a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race, there are people dying, if you care enough for the living, make a better place for you and for me.

No one should judge what I've done with my life, not unless they've been in my shoes every horrible day and every sleepless night.

The deeper I go into myself, the stronger I become, because I realize that my real self is much bigger than any fear.

I don't care if the whole world is against you or teasing you or saying you are not gonna make it. Believe in yourself, no matter what.

Magic is easy if you put your heart into it.

Music is the soundtrack to life. It plays the melody of our being.

If you're too busy looking back at the past, you won't be able to see and enjoy the future!

He simply translated what was in LuLing's heart: her better intentions, her hopes.

To be a patriot, one had to say, and keep on saying, "Our Country, right or wrong, " and urge on the little war. Have you not perceived that that phrase is an insult to the nation?

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

Earth's sweat, the sea.

Do justice to your brother (you can do that, whether you love him or not), and you will come to love him. But do injustice to him because you don't love him, and you will come to hate him.

The labeling of nociceptors as pain fibers was not an admirable simplification, but an unfortunate trivialization under the guise of simplification.

You have to separate yourself from your parents. You do. In order to find yourself.

Israel has a sizeable nuclear arsenal and could retaliate if it were attacked.

Lost is our freedom When we submit to women so: Why do we need 'em When, in their best, they work our woe?