Coming into Los Angeles, bringing in a couple of keys. Don't touch my bags, if you please Mr. Customs man.
There's only one God. Call him whatever you want
Only the words of love kept alive are worthy of not being wasted.
The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.
If readers understand that they do not understand what they are reading then they must possess an understanding which is superior to the meaning which caused that misunderstanding.
If you want to end war and stuff, you gotta sing loud.