Woe is me! Bitter is me! For what is my life? Why didn't the ship go under and drown me before I came to America?

When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts.

As one of the dumb, voiceless ones I speak. One of the millions of immigrants beating, beating out their hearts at your gates for a breath of understanding.

Like all people who have nothing, I lived on dreams.

In America, money takes the place of God.

A man is free to go up as high as he can reach up to; but I, with all my style and pep, can't get a man my equal because a girl is always judged by her mother.

Poor people who had escaped from poverty as I had, feared it, hated it and fled from it all their lives. Those born rich could afford to be touched by it.

The power that makes grass grow, fruit ripen, and guides the bird in flight is in us all.

I'm one of the millions of immigrant children, children of loneliness, wandering between worlds that are at once too old and too new to live in.

The only compensation for the artist is the chance to feed hungry hearts.

I too was frightened the first time I felt I hated my father. I felt like a criminal. But could I help it what was inside of me? I had to feel what I felt even if it killed me.

A few simple tips for life: feet on the ground, head to the skies, heart open...quiet mind

The Who got paid 4000 pounds during those days, but we always smashed our equipment that cost more than 5000 pounds.

I can’t sleep alone anymoreand I get used tocompanytoo quickly. You’re always gone too soon.

Cats, as you know, are quite impervious to threats.

The Russians have held my title for ten years and they're going to be in for it when I win the Championship. They're going to have to wait and play under my conditions.

Canadians have this weird way about them where we really stick together.

Some records are going to be bigger than others. You're always going to be compared to your biggest record.

It takes risks to achieve. It's often scary. It requires something you didn't know before or a skill you didn't have before. But in the end, it's worth it.

To see sin without grace is despair. To see grace without sin is arrogance. To see them in tandem is conversion.

I go through the motions of living in society