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Let's begin with some random quotes. Read them, one by one, and think about what they mean.
If you want to know who said it and why, just search and you shall find.
- There can be miracles, if You believe. ( Belief )
- I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
- Many, many times I've said to myself: "if I were to die in this state, I think I'll be quite OK"
- Broken promises don't upset me. I just think, why did they believe me?
- In the name of love, what more in the name of love?
- Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that's like a regular window.
- Your love is My love, and My love is Your love.
- I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky!
- I'm just guessing, but probably one of the early sings that your radarscope is wearing out is something I call "image fuzz-out." But I've never even seen a radarscope, so I wouldn't totally go by what I've just said here.
- People get ready, there's a train a'coming!
- We're a Winner, and don't ever let anybody say: "Boy, you can't make it."
- Sometimes I think the so-called experts actually are experts.
- If I ever get real rich, I hope I'm not real mean to poor people, like I am now.
- Islands in the stream, that is what we are.
- Instead of a Seeing Eye dog, what about a gun? It's cheaper than a dog, plus if you walk around shooting all the time, people are going to get out of the way. Cars too!
- Take a good look at my face. You'll see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
- When I found the skull in the woods, the first thing I did was call the police. But then I got curious about it. I picked it up, and started wondering who this person was, and why he had deer horns.
- In the back of my head, I heard a distant feat; Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat.
- Consider the daffodil. And while you're doing that, I'll be over here, looking through your stuff.
- Wouldn't it be nice if we were older? Then we wouldn't have to wait so long.
- If I was the head of a country that lost a war, and I had to sign a peace treaty, just as I was signing I'd glance over the treaty and then suddently act surprised. "Wait a minute! I thought we won!"
- I guess I just wasn't made for these times.
- For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: why not add a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness.
- It's murder, but they don't see it that way.
- I remember how my great-uncle Jerry would sit on the porch and whittle all day long. Once he whittled me a toy boat out of a larger toy boat I had. It was almost as good as the first one, except now it had bumpy whittle marks all over it. And no paint, because he had whittled off the paint.
- Birth and copulation and death, that's all the facts when you get to brass tacks.
- The first thing was, I learned to forgive myself. Then I told myself, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, it's okay by me."
- When you go ice-skating, try not to swing your arms too much, because that really annoys me.
- Someone told me how frightening it was how much topsoil we are losing each year, but I told that story around the campfire and nobody got scared.
- Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights, even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're talking to. Then, on the way out, slam the door.
- I hope that after I die, people will say of me: "That guy sure owes me a lot of money."
- When this girl at the museam asked me whom I liked better, Monet or Manet, I said, "I like mayonnaise." She just stared at me, so I said it again, louder. Then she left. I guess she went to try to find some mayonnnaise for me.
- Higher beings from outer space may not want to tell us the secrets of life, because we're not ready. But maybe they'll change their tune after a little torture.
- I'd like to see a guy tap-dancing so fast his legs actually broke, because it would finally establish a "tap barrier," and we could move on from there.
- I guess one of the funniest memories of my grandfather was the time I was at his house and that tied-up man with the gag in his mouth came hopping out of the closet and started yelling that he was really my grandfather and the other guy was and impostor and to run for help. Who was that guy?! Oh, well, never saw him again.
- I'm telling you, just attach a big parachute to the plane itself! Is anybody listening to me?
- It's funny that pirates were always going around searching for treasure, and they never realized that the real treasure was the fond memories they were creating.
- If someone told me it wasn't "fashionable" to talk about freedom, I think I'd just have to look him square in the eye and say, "Okay, you tell me what's 'fashionable.'" But he won't. And you know why? Because you can't ask someone what's fashionable in a smart-alecky way like that. You have to be friendly and say, "By the way, what's fashionable?"
I can't see anything wrong with sex between consenting anybodies. I think we make far too much of it. After all, one's genitals are just one important part of the magnificent human body. I have no argument with the essential part they play in the reproduction of the species, however, the reproductive process has been assured by the pleasure both parties receive when they engage in it.
I contend that SEX IS SEX and LOVE IS LOVE. When combined, they work well together, if two people are at about the same mind. But they are really two discrete needs and should be treated as such. Time and space will not permit me to expound further, especially in the area of the psyche. I don't believe in overly moralistic philosophies. Have your sex, it can be very exciting. If you're lucky.
[ This is from the liner notes of the masterpiece of a great thinker and musician. Many people think of one of his earlier albums as the masterpiece, but that was were he was only asking questions. Here he is telling us what he came up with. ]
Some final words:
DON'T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN. Whitney Houston made her masterpiece in 1998, "My Love Is Your Love". It is grossly misunderstood. It can not be compared to "What's Going On", it must be compared to "There's A Riot Goin' On". She is killing herself with drugs, and it is no surprise. LISTEN TO THIS ALBUM, and listen to the words. There is great wisdom there. Whitney, always remember the Greatest Love of All.
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