When the poets rhyme in the summertime/You'll hear melodies in the words - Nina Simone

Life is short. People are not easy to know. They're not easy to know, so if you don't tell them how you feel, you're not going to get anywhere, I feel.

I have to constantly re-identify myself to myself, reactivate my own standards, my own convictions about what I'm doing and why.

I wish I could share all the love that's in my heart/Remove all the bars that keep us apart/I wish you could know what it means to be me/Then you'd see and agree/That everyone should be free/But, oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good/Oh, Lord, please, don't let me be misunderstood