The brains -the thinking organs- are the world producers -nature's genitals.

A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.

Life must not be a novel that is given to us, but one that is made by us.

Learning is pleasurable but doing is the height of enjoyment.

Where are we really going? Always home.

Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.

There is but one temple in the universe, and that is the body of man.

The mysterious path goes inward. It is in us, and not anywhere else, where the eternity of the worlds, the past and the future are found.

In cheerful souls there is no wit. Wit shows a disturbance of the equipoise.

When you understand how to love one thing, then you also understand how to love everything.

Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us.

A people are as healthy and confident as the stories they tell themselves. Sick storytellers can make nations sick.

As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together.

We must act now to prevent further spread of EBOLA VIRUS. If we do not act collectively, EBOLA VIRUS will wipe all whole populations and generations into their grave. The call to action is now.

If you make your decisions based on comfort, before long you will be uncomfortable.

And yet one can't forever stand on the shore; at some point, even if filled with indecision, skepticism, reservation and doubt, you either jump in or concede that life is forever elsewhere.

I'm very wary with impressions - I don't think I'm very good at impressions, I hate doing them.

It is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God.

I started singing when I was five. I grew up the youngest of four kids who all studied classical piano, so you could say I've been listening to music ever since the moment of conception.

For I had rather die in the adventure ot noble achievements, then live in obscure and sluggish security.

I've seen attack ships on fire on the shoulder of Orion, I've seen moon beams glisten at the Ten hauser gate, all those memories, lost like tears in the rain.