I asked god for a flower, he gave me a garden. I asked for a tree, he gave me a forest. I asked for a river, he gave me an ocean. I asked for a friend and he gave me you.
It is by the goodness of God that in our country we have those three unspeakably precious things: freedom of speech, freedom of conscience, and the prudence never to practice either of them.
Mark TwainDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 21. April 1910) Zur Autorenbiographie
I'm standing at the crossroads There are so many roads to take But I stand here so quietly For fear of a mistake One road leads to paradise One road leads to pain One road leads to freedom But they all look the same
It's another night in hell, another child won't live to tell: "Can you imagine what it's like to starve to death?" And as we sit free and well, another soldier has to yell: "Tell my wife and children, I'm loving them" in his last breath
You think you own whatever land you land on The earth is just a dead thing you can claim But I know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You learn things you never knew You never knew
Imagine a world where every city is clean No poor on the streets and the people are free Imagine a life where you can do as you please Nothing to stop you from living your dream
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea ...
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud?
So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell, blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
When you know that you are eternal you can play your true role in time. When you know you are divine you can become completely human. When you know you are one with God you are free to become absolutely yourself.