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“Each time we don't say what we wanna say, we're dying.”
― Yoko Ono

“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.”
― Yoko Ono, Grapefruit: A Book of Instructions and Drawings

“You may think I’m small, but I have a universe inside my mind.”
― Yoko Ono

“Use your blood to paint. Keep painting until you faint. Keep painting until you die.”
― Yoko Ono

“Make your own dream.

That's the Beatles' story, isn't it? That's Yoko's story, that's what I'm saying now. Produce your own dream. If you want to save Peru, go save Peru. It's quite possible to do anything, but not to put it on the leaders and the parking meters. Don't expect Jimmy Carter or Ronald Reagan or John Lennon or Yoko Ono or Bob Dylan or Jesus Christ to come and do it for you. You have to do it yourself.

That's what the great masters and mistresses have been saying ever since time began. They can point the way, leave signposts and little instructions in various books that are now called holy and worshipped for the cover of the book and not for what it says, but the instructions are all there for all to see, have always been and always will be.

There's nothing new under the sun. All the roads lead to Rome. And people cannot provide it for you. I can't wake you up. You can wake you up. I can't cure you. You can cure you.”
― John Lennon

“Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.”
― Charles Bukowski, South of No North

“Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.”
― Anita Desai

“It's not the endings that will haunt you
But the space where they should lie,
The things that simply faded
Without one final wave goodbye.”
― Erin Hanson

“They say a clean cut heals soonest. There's nothing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of postage stamps. If you can't see or hear or touch a man, it's best to let him go.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden