Ring the bells for the blind and deaf.

You'll find God in the church of your choice, you'll find Woody Guthrie in the Brooklyn State Hospital.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

What kind of alchemy could create a perfume that would make a reaction to a person lukewarm, indifferent and apathetic?If such a scent could be made I'd like some.

Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.

He swift don't win the race. It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth.

We have never arrived. We are in a constant state of becoming.