“There’s beauty in the silver singing river There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love’s eyes”

It’s not important what other people call you. If you yourself know you’re a fake, that’s tougher to live with.

All I can do is be me, whoever that is.

I’ll remember you. When I’ve forgotten all the rest.You to me were true. You to me were the best.

Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.

I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.

Everything passes, Everything changes, Just do what you think you should do.

One should never be where one does not belong.

You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way.

All this talk about equality. The only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die.

Technology to wipe out truth is now available. Not everybody can afford it but it’s available. When the cost comes down, look out!

I change during the course of a day. I wake and I’m one person, and when I go to sleep I know for certain I’m somebody else.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain.

I became interested in folk music because I had to make it somehow.

We have never arrived. We are in a constant state of becoming.

How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just doesn’t see?

For me the history of the place of black people in this country is so varied, complex and beautiful. And impactful.

For me the history of the place of black people in this country is so varied, complex and beautiful. And impactful.

Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.

For me, love must be ugly, looks must be divine, and death must be beautiful.

The world and the universe is an extremely beautiful place, and the more we understand about it the more beautiful does it appear.

You are ready and able to do beautiful things in this world.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius

Hope has two beautiful daughters; their names are Anger and Courage. Anger at the way things are, and Courage to see that they do not remain as they are.