my face I don't mind it, Because I'm behind it-- 'Tis the folks in the front that I jar.

No matter how grouchy you're feeling, You'll find the smile more or less healing. It grows in a wreath All around the front teeth - Thus preserving the face from congealing.

Some cats are blind and stone deafdeaf some. But ain't no cat wuz ever dumb.

As a beauty I am not a star There are others more handsome by far But my face - I don't mind it For I am behind it. It's the people in front get the jar.

Have mountains, and waves, and skies, no significance but what we consciously give them, when we employ them as emblems of our thoughts?

Remember Grace, if you let anger into your heart, it will push out your ability to love.

I'm always looking for just the right song that has something to say.

All I have I would have given gladly not to be standing here today.

It's all real and it's all illusory: that's Awareness!

I never thought I'd be a good influence on anybody with anything I did or said or sang.

Jump blind and you might find yourself on the rim of a raging volcano, or smack in the middle of a battlefield during a savage war, or on a swiftly tilting ice floe in a tempest-tossed sea.

Whatever is weak, avoid! It is death.

Thou art all the comfort, The Gods will diet me with.