But he who feels too much, He soars in angels’ tears of joy...
And in the vine of the divine, There is a fine line; Between tragedy and comedy, That a man cannot define.
I only wake up twice a year, And twice a year I live; In the equinox I am aware, Flying high and everywhere; On other days I grieve.
When a basic human need becomes a taboo, it is only a matter of time before it turns into a hideous industry.
Anarchy is merely the illusion of liberty.
A society without humour is like a tree without roots.
On sunny days of summer, I am indeed the butterfly; And like the ancient drummer, I rhythm straight towards the sky...
When the shadows shroud the woods, And the mountains are empty and bare; I am flying with the crow...
To hear her name I truly yearn, My heart is crying out; The sense of love I wish to earn, Without a second doubt.
For those who sense and comprehend, They know that heaven is at hand; The river blue which stream and stream, It has the pictures of my dream.
When the Earth was just a child, He searched for his mother Venus; And for his father Mars, But they were not home; They were gone elsewhere, Out there, in the great expanse; Beyond the breathing universe.
The source of beauty in a man, It is humbleness and grace; Equality is the pearl of a king, Justice his scepter; Salvation is his crown.
The comedy of the wicked, Is the tragedy of the saint; But the saint’s comedy, Is the wicked’s remedy.
Oh the stellar sensation, Oh the cosmic elevation; Time is sober in death, For the wine of love; Is the blue life of the earth.
Better poetry than riches, Better poverty than fortunes.
Time never existed, time will never exist, for time is existing
Life is a joke, even though it is not always funny.
Why was the meeting between the Americans and the Russians so tensed? Because nobody knows what Vladimir Put In Barbara’s Bush! From 'Walk On By II
