Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.

Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love. I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.

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

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? ... Or does it explode?

Hard as I try, daddy-o, I really do not like concert singers. They are always singing in some foreign language.

I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.

There is no color line in art.