Where could I go but to the Lord?

Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.

The wise man is one who$$$ knows$$$ what he does not know.

Being in love is totally punk rock.

It doesn't matter if the glass is half full or half empty. I am gonna drink it through this crazy straw.

The best thing for being sad ... is to learn something.

I am my world.

What does Karl Marx put on his pasta? Communist Manipesto!

To discover the truth in anything that is alien$$$ first dispense with the indispensable in your own vision.

Well I am the one who loves changing from nothing to one.