The hills are alive with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart.

You've got to be taught to be afraid Of people whose eyes are oddly made, Of people whose skin is a different shade. You've got to be carefully taught.

Why you were born and why you are living depend entirely on what you are getting out of this world and what you are giving to it. I cannot prove that this is a balance of mathematical perfection, but my own observation of life leads me to the conclusion that there is a very real friendship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of life.

For when I fool the people I fear, I fool myself as well.

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay, I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café.

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