“I’ve always believed that a person is smart. It’s people that are stupid.”

Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I’m afraid that they’re going to leave.

People tend to associate anyone who looks and behaves differently with illegal or immoral activity.

I’ve said a million times that if more stupid people killed themselves over stupid songs, there would be less stupid people in the world.

When you’re taught to love everyone, to love your enemies, what value does that put on love?

My pain’s not ashamed to repeat itself

People are too lazy and too stupid to think for themselves that we’ve got sitcoms with canned laughter that let’s you know when to laugh if you’re to stupid to know when the joke is.

When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.

Music is the strongest form of magic.

The death of one is a tragedy, but death of a million is just a statistic.

But what’s real? You can’t find the truth, you just pick the lie you like the best.

Art to me is a question mark.

This question is posed to myself, am I a man who thinks he’s an angel? Or an angel who thinks he’s a man?

Light a candle for the sinners set the world on fire.

The crack inside your fucking heart is me.

If you really feel hatred for someone, and kind of send it their way, then it’s out of your system and in their hands. I always think it’s therapeutic.

There’s nothing like the feeling of knowing that you’ve made a difference in someone’s life, even if that difference is a lifetime of nightmares and a fortune in therapy bills.

I believe in pride of race and lineage and self: in pride of self so deep as to scorn injustice to other selves.

God disguised as myriad things, and playing a game of tag has kissed you and said, “You’re it. I mean you’re really it. Now it does not matter what you believe or feel. For something wonderful, something major-league wonderful, is someday going to happen.”

I believe that the mind is the last planet that’s left unexplored – Achieving the universal or cosmic consciousness is the highest goal to mankind.

It doesn’t matter whether you believe in God or not. Still, one day you will come to meet death. Perhaps, you can stop believing in death too; in order to live forever.

Whatever you believe about your body, your cells believe too. They don’t question anything you think, feel, or believe. In fact, they hear every thought, feeling, and belief you have.

I believe that all men, black and brown, and white, are brothers, varying, through Time and Opportunity, in form and gift and feature, but differing in no essential particular, and alike in soul and in the possibility of infinite development.

A believer to another believer is like two hands, one washes the other (correcting each other).

A computer would deserve to be called intelligent if it could deceive a human into believing that it was human.