There is no color line in death. I swear to the lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me. O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath - America will be! I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.

LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.

I’s been livin’ a long time in yesterday, Sandy chile, an’ I knows there ain’t no room in de world fo’ nothin’ mo’n love. I know, chile! Ever’thing there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on yo’ soul. An’ to love sho ‘nough, you got to have a spot in yo’ heart fo’ ever’body – great an’ small, white an’ black, an’ them what’s good an’ them what’s evil – ‘cause love ain’t got no crowded-out places where de good ones stay an’ de bad ones can’t come in. When it gets that way, then it ain’t love.

Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.

Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.

Humor is when the joke's on you but hits the other fellow first -- before it boomerangs.

The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.