When you're feeling lonely and no one is around Remember to look inside yourself and a best friend will be found

So when you're cold From the inside out And don't know what to do, Remember love and friendship, And warmth will come to you.

Never judge someone By the way he looks Or a book by the way it's covered; For inside those tattered pages, There's a lot to be discovered

As you walk, hop, hobble, or wheel Meeting people of different kinds, Remember that being handicapped Is only a state of mind

She fell into a long sleep and dreamed the dreams of the Dream Tree.

You may see all that is around you But you may feel nothing at all. So try and close your eyes so tight And listen to the night time fall.

A friend cannot be owned That is plain to see Friendships must be shared, Just like our friend, Ruby

As you walk through forests or the meadows of your mind, Stop and talk to those you fear Good friendships you may find

Short is short and Tall is Tall You are what you are That is All!

The rabbits though and thought. "If we're normal and Leo is normal, then normal is whatever you are!

Mistakes are always mistakes, Or so I've heard them say... But if it teaches a lesson, The mistake will go away.

The moment when you dream of someone deeply at night and in the morning you see that person staring and smiling at you.For me there is no word to express that feeling.

The breeze is cold and refreshing, I draw the night into my lungs and try to calm myself down.

Free will comes at a price. A price most of us do not know how to pay.

The thing I believe in most in the world is my own fallibility, so I am willing to believe that I may be wrong too.

Those things interest me a lot in songwriting - the human nature of how people think, and the muck that we wind up in.

He that had never seen a river, imagined the first he met with to be the sea.

There's been a sort of mini-revolution, an uprising, as was long overdue, about these subject matters: ethnicity and gender equality.

Man is conceived in sin and born in corruption and he passeth from the stink of the didie to the stench of the shroud. There is always something (All The King's Men)

We are selected, but I grew up in California and in San Francisco and there was a system of electing judges.

If we haven't a grouch against Fortune, we seem unable to avoid one against ourselves.