Whilst all the land was ringed with bristling arms And flames laid waste our world, All that was left me was a little garden And thou within it, my beloved, my comrade.

In history as in human life, regret does not bring back a lost moment and a thousand years will not recover something lost in a single hour.

Truth to tell, we are all criminals if we remain silent.

It is never until one realizes that one means something to others that one feels there is any point or purpose in one's own existence.

Freedom is not possible without authority - otherwise it would turn into chaos and authority is not possible without freedom - otherwise it would turn into tyranny.

All I know is that I shall be alone again. There is nothing more terrible than to be alone among human beings.

There is nothing more vindictive, nothing more underhanded, than a little world that would like to be a big one.

In history, the moments during which reason and reconciliation prevail are short and fleeting.

Only the misfortune of exile can provide the in-depth understanding and the overview into the realities of the world.

Only the person who has experienced light and darkness, war and peace, rise and fall, only that person has truly experienced life.

Hairdressers are professional gossips; when only the hands are busy, the tongue is seldom still.

We are not enemies but we are just hostile to each other because of our different views and opinions.

It's sad that people listen to music and decide how the singer should look.

The nearest I have ever seen to the great Willie Pep

Disagreement is something normal.

We Americans sit at the head of the banquet table, as we have done for a century. Our standard of living is luxurious by any measure.

Our priorities is our faith.

There's conflict on every continent, the poverty rate is increasing, the environment's a wreck, and I'm not supposed to be affected?

Pentecostals believe they experience the power of the Holy Spirit at various times. I believe that also since I have experienced it first-hand. It's not something that can be easily explained.

I owe America more than she has ever owed me.

I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that's in my mind.