She said all a body would have to do there [Heaven] was to go around all day long with a harp and sing, forever and ever.

Right is right, and wrong is wrong, and a body ain’t got no business doing wrong when he ain’t ignorant and knows better.

and so when I couldn't stand it no longer, I lit out. I got into my old rags and my sugar-hogshead again, and was free and satisfied.

All right, then, I'll go to hell.

That is just the way with some people. They get down on a thing when they don’t know nothing about it.

Yes - en I's rich now, come to look at it. I owns myself, en I's wuth eight hund'd dollars. I wisht I had de money, I wouldn' want no mo'.

Stars and shadows ain't good to see by.

You can't pray a lie--I found that out.

If you think it ain’t dismal and lonesome out in a fog that way, by yourself, in the night, you try it once – you’ll see.

That’s just the way: a person does a low-down thing, and then he don’t want to take no consequences of it. Thinks as long as he can hide it, it ain’t no disgrace.

It was a dreadful thing to see. Humans beings can be awful cruel to one another.

...the sweetness of grace and freedom comes hand in hand with the uncomfortable, bitter-rawness of honest emotions and grief.

We are the source of infinite love, infinite joy, and infinite happiness, but we spend our whole life looking for love, joy and happiness. How foolish is this?

Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted.

Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart's Shed blood.

A good leader lead from the heart not the head.

He shook hands with Margaret. He knew it was the first time their hands had met, though she was perfectly unconscious of the fact.

The truth about injustice always sounds outrageous.

A vision without action is called a daydream; but then again, action without a vision is called a nightmare.

Right after 'Raymond' I had a world-is-my-oyster attitude, but I found out I don't like oysters. I had this existential emptiness.'What is my purpose? Who am I?' I had a big identity crisis.

Old friends are memories personified.