Have you ever found a place where God would have felt at home?

Hey, Ridley, ya got any Beeman's?

To see your world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower.
To hold infinity in the palm of your hand, An eternity in an hour.

If you ever plan to motor west,
Travel my way, take the highway that is best.
Get your kicks on route sixty-six.

We are meant to be here. We step from one piece of holy ground to the next under stars that ask …

That there comes a time, Timelord, when every lonely little boy must learn how to dance!

Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled around their shores... burning with the fires of Orc.

Last week most of us were strangers. But we're all here now, and god knows how long we're gonna be here. But if we can't live together... We're gonna die alone.