My voice is still the same, and this makes me beside myself with Joy! Oh, mon Dieu, when I think what I might be able to do with it!

I have brightness in my soul, which strains toward Heaven. I am like a bird!

I do like to sing to God!

I have brightness in my soul which strains toward Heaven. I am like a bird!

My voice is still the same and this makes me beside myself with Joy! Oh mon Dieu when I think what I might be able to do with it!

It seems that the necessary thing to do is not to fear mistakes, to plunge in, to do the best that one can, hoping to learn enough from blunders to correct them eventually.

Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.

Conservation is a state of harmony between men and land.

The battle for freedom and liberty really never is over, and there are really low points in it, but I'm not giving up, and I'm not gonna engage in phony pep talks, either.

Death comes to those who wait. And to those who don't. So either way.

Mesarovic and Pestel are critical of the Forrester-Meadows world view, which is that of a homogeneous system with a fully predetermined evolution in time once the initial conditions are specified.

In terms of quantity, we've probably already reached the limit of what's feasible. I think a change of direction may be what's needed.

Music is my contribution to life. I have my heart in it.

Leaders inspire. They aren't assigned leadership. They command it.

Why have a locked wiki when you can instead just post static Web pages?