The idea that we're somehow centrally important to the planet's existence is pretty comical - although I'd like us to be.

A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.

Tomorrow is no place to place your better days.

The world and the universe are far more wonderful if there's not a puppet master.

I'll lean on you and you lean on me and we'll be okay.

If I go Before I'm old Oh, brother of mine Please don't forget me if I go Bartender, please Fill my glass for me With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free After three days in the ground.

Turns out, not where, but who you're with that really matters.

Because life is short but sweet for certain

The saddest part of the human race is we're obsessed with this idea of 'us and them,' which is really a no-win situation, whether it's racial, cultural, religious or political.

Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station

Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.

A single tiny light creates a space where darkness cannot exist. The light vanquishes the darkness. Try as it might, the darkness cannot conquer the light.

Truth forever on the scaffold wrong forever on the throne.

When you analyze happiness, it turns out that the way you spend your time is extremely important.

As to the thoughts, they are elfish. Those eyes in the Evening Star you must have seen in a dream.

Taxing is an easy business. Any projector can contrive new compositions, any bungler can add to the old.

I love the idea of creation and creativity.

I covered Kennedy when she was three years old and the darling daughter of President Kennedy who doted on her and whose mother did everything to protect her from the prying press.

I’m packed with broken glass and memories and it all hurts.

Anytime I think about a product, I think about my family and friends. Would they be proud of me if I put this out?

My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.