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?
Maya AngelouI suggest that the great art belongs to all people, all the time--that indeed it is made for the people, by the people, to the people.
Maya AngelouSelf-pity in its early stage is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.
Maya Angelou