"The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to." — Carl Sandburg

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.

When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.