Some shall reap that never sow And some shall toil and not attain.

And some by hours; Some measure days by dreams And some by flowers; My heart alone records My days and hours.

At daybreak Morn shall come to meIn raiment of the white winds spun.

Into the sunset's turquoise marge The moon dips, like a pearly barge; Enchantment sails through magic seas, To fairland Hesperides, Over the hills and away.

Old homes! old hearts! Upon my soul forever Their peace and gladness lie like tears and laughter.

There are haunters of the silence, ghosts that hold the heart and brain.

This is the truth as I see it, my dear, Out in the wind and the rain: They who have nothing have little to fear, Nothing to lose or to gain.

What magic shall solve us the secretOf beauty that's born for an hour?

Again let us dream where the land lies sunny And live, like the bees, on our hearts' old honey, Away from the world that slaves for money-- Come, journey the way with me.

A burnt and experienced hands are more important than the vessels in the kitchen.

I used to make my own food and ate on my own in my room.

Color harmony was thrown out years ago, as restrictive chains were broken forming my free style.

I don't believe in sharing my money. If I go out and work my nuts off and make some money, I don't feel that I should have to share it with my community.

It is courage, courage, courage, that raises the blood of life to crimson splendor.

Leadership involves finding a parade and getting in front of it; what is happening in America is that those parades are getting smaller and smaller - and there are many more of them.

I'm a big Star Wars fan.

I don't eat breakfast. I know it's the most important meal of the day but my body doesn't respond to it well.

We must see that peace represents a sweeter music, a cosmic melody, that is far superior to the discords of war.

I ask all Americans with a conscience to shun anything and everything to do with the murderous state of Georgia.