You feel alone if you're the only one thinking 'wouldn't it be nice if there was peace and nobody was getting killed.' So advertise yourself that you're for peace if you believe in it.

Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it’ll always get you the right ones.

Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.

Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it’ll always get you the right ones

Strawberry fields forever

Strawberry Fields is anywhere you want to go

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.

We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is practiced in broad daylight.

You don't need anybody to tell you who you are or what you are. You are what you are!

Life is beautiful. Like a beautiful blue wave, it ebbs and flows, sometimes gushing forth and sometimes receding quietly.

It was cold and barren. It was no longer the view that I remembered. The sunshine of her presence was far from me. The charm of her voice no longer murmured in my ear.

If you yourself desire establishment, then help others to get establishment; if you yourself want success, then help others to attain success.

We feel very celebratory and positive that we have created a voyage across the DMZ in peace and reconciliation that was said to be impossible.

The only currency that will heal every culture is ceaseless love. To be a minister, we must walk like Jesus, talk like Jesus, and be like Jesus for a broken and dying world.

I stand by my opinions when I know I'm right, Captain Phelan. Whereas you stand by yours merely because you're stubborn.

The honor we receive from those that fear us, is not honor; those respects are paid to royalty and not to me.

The day was warm and clear. Kids were playing soccer in the parking lots and women were sunning their babies and having their tea all over the lawns. The scene was entirely too cheery for journalism.

A true bubble is when something is overvalued and intensely believed.

The record of poetry in the 20th century isn't all that great anyway. Most of the poets who weren't fascists were Stalinists.