Don't ever think you're alone here, We've just been trapped in different hells, And people aren't against you dear, They're just all for themselves.

There is freedom waiting for you, On the breezes of the sky, And you ask "What if I fall?"Oh but my darling, What if you fly?

what if I fall? oh, my darling, but if you fly?

There are ghosts of yourself scattered everywhere, Whispers of a moment suspended in time, Where every life that you've brushed up againstNow lives with a piece of you trapped in their mind.

Because the birdsong might be pretty, But it's not for you they sing, And if you think my winter is too cold, You don't deserve my spring.

It's not the endings that will haunt youBut the space where they should lie, The things that simply fadedWithout one final wave goodbye.

My mother always told meNo monster lived beneath my bed, But she had failed to warn meIt laid on top of it instead.

Your blindness to my downfall, Has gone too far to be a joke, As I stand ablaze before you, And you tell me you smell smoke.

If values are woven into the very concept of education, where is the need for separate value education?

There is time for you to pray, and there is time for you to fight!

My father was in the First World War.

I probably grow half my food. It's a good way to keep perspective.

The first good reason to write a book is to add value to people’s lives.

There is no slave out of heaven like a loving woman; and of all loving women, there is no such slave as a mother.

Man is not made for society, but society is made for man. No institution can be good which does not tend to improve the individual.

I have worked every day since the age of fifteen, supporting not only myself, but also helping a sizable family when needed.

A man with courage has every blessing.

There is only one way to gain access to the truth and that is to not expect anything.