The weapons I fight it with are also my consolations: books, music, food, wine, nature.
I don't stand for black man's side, I don't stand for white man's side, I stand for God's side.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
Learning is an ornament in prosperity, a refuge in adversity, and a provision in old age.
Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.
To create well I have to be in a good mood, happy and cool.
Don't be in temper, to leave so quickly, that I may be dying. But all too soon, the leaves and debris will gather elsewhere.
Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.
One love, one heart, one destiny.
Confusion of goals and perfection of means seems, in my opinion, to characterize our age.
Let's go invent tomorrow instead of worrying about what happened yesterday.