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
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?
You ever read the Bible? I read it one time. I was eight years old. My daddy had just got hisself killed over a shot of whisky and my mama said we were going back East to start over. So, she gave me a Bible, sat me down at the train station, told me to read it. She was gonna get our tickets. Well, I did what she said. I read das Bible from cover to cover. Took me three days. She never came back.
The great French Marshall Lyautey once asked his gardener to plant a tree. The gardener objected that the tree was slow growing and would not reach maturity for 100 years. The Marshall replied, 'In that case, there is no time to lose; plant it this afternoon!'
In the old days, it was not called the Holiday Season; the Christians called it "Christmas" and went to church; the Jews called it "Hanukka" and went to synagogue; the atheists went to parties and drank. People passing each other on the street would say "Merry Christmas!" or "Happy Hanukka!" or (to the atheists) "Look out for the wall!"
Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
Tell me what's wrong with society When everywhere I look I see Rich guys driving big SUVs While kids are starving in the streets No one cares. Is everybody going crazy?
