There's a crowd of people harbored in each person There are so many roles that we play.

Love was always the goal, and my point every step of the way was that nothing is wrong with love, no matter what flavor it comes in.

we can't afford to do anyone harm because we owe them our lives each breath is recycled from someone else's lungs our enemies are the very air in disguise you can talk a great philosophy but if you can't be kind to people every day it doesn't mean that much to me it's the little things you do the little things you say it's the love you give along the way

When everything else seems unclear, at least I'll know I do it for the joy it brings.

I'm pretty much a workaholic, but when you're doing what you love it's hard to think of a reason to stop.

You've got your whole life to do something, And that's not very long. So why don't you give me a call When you're willing to fight For what you think is real, For what you think is right.

They see me as a symbol, and not a human being. That way they can kill me, say it’s not murder it’s a metaphor.