“Feathers are light; but when they come together, they become heavy!”

Priest is a fisherman and Holy Book is a fishook. We either refuse to be a fish or we burn in the frying pan of irrationality!

Intellectual is a parrot; wise man is a crow. One is repetitive; other is creative!

On the path to truth, you can’t see many people; truth’s way is calm and quiet. Look around you, friend! Are there too many people on the path you walk? If there are, question your path! Get away from the crowds!

Ignorant voters of the democracies are always a great threat to the progression of humanity, simply because they give their votes to the people who look like themselves!

Remember that animals are born to live their own lives, not to serve you! Do not use them; do not exploit them. Let them live their own lives.

Earth travels in the space at the speed of 108,000 kilometres per hour. When you walk calmly in a forest, you must know that you are in fact flying in the space at that crazy speed!

Hell is a hell of a lie! God is not a torturer!

A good book is a lighthouse; a wise man is a lighthouse; conscience is a lighthouse; compassion is a lighthouse; science is a lighthouse! They all show us the true path! Keep them in your life to remain safe in the rocky and dark waters of life!

I have not seen any Christian sparrow or Muslim lion or Jewish elephant! Animals are lucky as they have not yet invented the religion!

Good manners open the closed doors; bad manners close the open doors!

When you close your mouth, your ears will be bigger!

Man sometimes needs only stillness, just stillness!

To separate man and woman at school, at work, at meetings, in short, to separate them at life, is the affair of perverted and fusty minds! Where there is separation, there is excessive primitiveness!

Do not hide your ignorance, because somebody might help you! Hiding always prolongs the problems.

Roads are long; make them short with a good company!

While eating a delicious food, remember the peasants and the workers who made this possible!

So, I really enjoyed doing the Strickland Banks album. But there’s no point in my trying to release underground hip-hop music on a major label. That part of my talent, or part of my art, had to live somewhere else and feature film was the perfect vehicle for it.

Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.

This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.

I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic

Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to earth stripped naked.

I like when a girl knows what she looks like and dresses to accentuate those features.

My freedom doesn’t end with you, it keeps expanding itself with its little invisible feathers, to grow into a phenomenon of never resting soul.

If things like that are going to ruffle your feathers, don’t bother doing the job.