Peering from some high window; at the gold of November sunset (and feeling that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way).

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.

The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.

Life is like a B-picture script.

I wanted to have a political career. I thought studying political science would be the best way to achieve it.

Everyone wanna tweet but they don't know who to follow!

I have the LIFE magazine of the men walking on the moon.

Let us also once more rejoice in, and thank God for, the fact that we know nothing about Homer, and practically nothing about Shakespeare.

The desire to really compete again has been there for a long time.

Only when you are aware of the uniqueness of everyones individual body will you begin to have a sense of your own self-worth.

My inspiration was the game itself, not any individual player in it.

Altruism accrues little benefit to those lying cold in the gutter.

the compulsion to work long years in pursuit of some inner vision must be fueled by stubborn fires.