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“Why must I cling to the customs and practices of a particular country forever, just because I happened to be born there? What does it matter if its distinctiveness is lost? Need we be so attached to it? What's the harm if everyone on earth shares the same thoughts and feelings, if they stand under a single banner of laws and regulations? What if we can't be recognized as Indians any more? Where's the harm in that? No one can object if we declare ourselves to be citizens of the world. Is that any less glorious?”
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“I tried to pay attention, but attention paid me.”
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“Instead of helping women in Roe v. Wade, I brought destruction to me & millions of women.”
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“Life is hardly more than a fraction of a second. Such a little time to prepare oneself for eternity!”
Source : Paul Gauguin (1921). “Gauguin's Intimate Journals”, p.16, Courier Corporation
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“We will never end poverty if we don't tackle climate change.”
Source : "Transcript: Pre-Spring Meetings Bloggers Teleconference with World Bank Group President Jim Yong Kim". www.worldbank.org. April 16, 2013. 
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“Mr. Bean is at his best when he is not using words, but I am equally at home in both verbal and nonverbal expression.”
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“I've never set out consciously to write American music. I don't know what that would be unless the obvious Appalachian folk references.”
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“I doubted that there were Communists hiding behind every corporation desk and director's chair.”
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“Come to close?No one wants to come to close.If it's done for them,they accept it,even while they condemn it.Why not?But no one wants to know what it's like.Turn a blind eye.Maybe it will go away.”
Source : Iris Johansen (2003). “Dead Aim”, p.186, Bantam
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“Now summer is in flower and natures hum Is never silent round her sultry bloom Insects as small as dust are never done Wi' glittering dance and reeling in the sun And green wood fly and blossom haunting bee Are never weary of their melody Round field hedge now flowers in full glory twine Large bindweed bells wild hop and streakd woodbine That lift athirst their slender throated flowers Agape for dew falls and for honey showers These round each bush in sweet disorder run And spread their wild hues to the sultry sun.”
Source : John Clare, Eric Robinson, David Powell (2004). “Major Works”, p.135, Oxford University Press, USA
