In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.

You want me to do something... tell me I can't do it.

I not only have the right to stand up for myself, but I have the responsibility. I can't ask somebody else to stand up for me if I won't stand up for myself. And once you stand up for yourself, you'd be surprised that people say, "Can I be of help?".

If we live long enough, we may even get over war. I imagine a time when somebody will mention the word war and everyone in the room will start to laugh. And what do you mean war?

I'm convinced of this: Good done anywhere is good done everywhere.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

I am convinced that most people do not grow up ... our real selves, the children inside, are still innocent and shy as magnolias.