“We can't all guard the life we love—or there soon would be no life left to love but being a guard.”

“Each day, we feel more distant from each other, more alone, all while being surrounded by millions. Each day we watch as our city turns into a desert, one in which we are all lost, looking for that oasis we like to call “love”. The more we wait, the more everything and everyone looks like a grain of sand escaping between our fingers before vanishing into the wind. How do we find something or someone we can no longer see, but which is right there before us? And how do we hold on to what is most precious in life?”

“Only me, eh? Is that how you see yourself? Only you is worth a good deal more than you think.”

“And nevertheless, when they watched him leave the house, this man they themselves had urged to conquer the world, then they were the ones left with the terror that he would never return. That was their life. Love, if it existed, was something separate: another life.”

“Life is like Bed of Roses... Start giving away the Roses to make others happy and you would know what is left behind in your bed for you...”

“In our glorious fight for civil rights, we must guard against being fooled by false slogans, such as 'right-to-work.' It provides no 'rights' and no 'works.' Its purpose is to destroy labor unions and the freedom of collective bargaining…. We demand this fraud be stopped.”

“we had made love without love, half-dressed most of the time and always in the dark so we could imagine ourselves as better than we were.”