We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand on top of the mountain, free within ourselves.

Blues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.

Out of love, No regrets-- Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets-- Though the return Be never.

Misery is when you heard on the radio that the neighborhood you live in is a slum but you always thought it was home.

I don't dare start thinking in the morning. I don't dare start thinking in the morning. If I thought thoughts in bed, Them thoughts would bust my head-- So I don't dare start thinking in the morning.

I will not take "but" for an answer.

Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas