Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

Decide...whether or not the goal is worth the risks involved. If it is, stop worrying.

Loving you no more, I just I can't I just can't be loving you no more, I love you more than I love myself

She's like snow in Russian," said Anna. "Snow in the evening when the sun sets and it looks like Alpengluhen, you know? And if snow had a scent it would smell like that [the rose].

Now it's time to focus on basics for people in our neighborhoods... and real ethics reform at City Hall.

Things have changed a great deal since the days of Mr. Mayer. The studios no longer control, as they did in those days, artists or directors or producers, as the case may be.

The attack did not succeed as well as I had hoped, no small impediment having been the loss of my right leg.

Hello, Young Lovers, Wherever You Are.

This immigration business has been going on in the UK much in advance of the European Union making an issue of it.

Things I Want to Happen After I die: You're allowed to be sad, but you're not allowed to be too sad. If you're always sad when you think about me, then how can you remember me? —Sam McQueen

Skiffle was a name that was attached to what was, in essence, American folk music with a beat.