Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

There's hope left in these dusty chords. There's a song left in our rusty hearts. We are torn and frayed but love remains.

Religion must remain an outlet for people who say to themselves, "I am not the kind of person I want to be." It must never sink into an assemblage of the self-satisfied.

A leader is one of the things that distinguishes a mob from a people. He maintains the level of individuals. Too few individuals and a people reverts to a mob.

If you rely only on your eyes, your other senses weaken.

I am not the kind of person I want to be.

The concept of progress acts as a protective mechanism to shield us from the terrors of the future.