Silence is a sounding thing, To one who listens hungrily

I want to hear the chanting Around a heathen fire Of a strange black race.

I want to feel the surging Of my sad people's soul Hidden by a minstrel-smile.

All eager-lipped I kissed the mouth of Death.

Let me eat the love and digest it.Let me love the flower and beautify it.

If you want it, work for it.

It’s human nature to view life from our own reality.This causes serious problems when a rescue mission is being led by the senile or insane.

I have so much of you in my heart.

The object of the state is always the same: to limit the individual, to tame him, to subordinate him, to subjugate him.

I have a serious investment problem. I have no money.

The lyrics aren't simple, either. They're extremely difficult because I'm trying to say complicated things in as few words as possible.

When you start noticing even a small portion of all there is to be grateful for, you'll find there is no room for lack, hurt, or want. The attitude of gratitude: the great, full feeling.

Empirical laws [...] have only slight or even no value beyond the limits within which they have been observed to be true.

Eloquent speech is not from lip to ear, but rather from heart to heart.