But I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint.

You are a human being with a free will. Which puts you above the animal level. But if you live your life without feeling and compassion for the fellowmen - you are as an animal - 'an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth' & happiness & peace of mind is not attained by living thus.

Love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface.

Failure is the condiment which gives success its flavor.

Let your actions demonstrate your wisdom.

Disco is the best floor show in town. It's very democratic, boys with boys, girls with girls, girls with boys, blacks and whites, capitalists and Marxists, Chinese and everything else, all in one big mix.

The wind is us it gathers and remembers all our voices, then sends them talking and telling through the leaves and the fields.

Love, having no geography, knows no boundaries.

But that’s impossible. Can you imagine Mr. Clutter missing church? Just to sleep?

Then, touching the brim of his cap, he headed for home and the day’s work, unaware that it would be his last.