“I wish we were all hippies and did yoga, lived in cottages, smoked weed, accepted everyone for who they are, and listened to wonderful music. I wish money didn't make us who we are. I just wish we could redo society.”

— Bob Marley

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Jamaican singer, songwriter, musician 1945–1981

Susanna Kaysen book Girl, Interrupted

Girl, Interrupted (1994)

“There are people in this country who are the great destroyers; they wish to destroy the kind of free society we have. They wouldn't have the freedom and the kind of society they wish to impose on us. Many of those people are in the unions. Many many people in the unions do not wish to strike, and I think many of those who struck in hospitals and in the ambulance service didn't wish to. I'm not suggesting that every strike is dominated by those, but a number are.”

Margaret Thatcher (1925–2013) British stateswoman and politician

TV Interview for Thames TV TV Eye (24 April 1979) http://www.margaretthatcher.org/document/104040
Leader of the Opposition

“All of us wish we had an Alice. I wish I had an Alice.”

Ann B. Davis (1926–2014) American actress

(Referring to her character on The Brady Bunch) in People magazine in 1992

“I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.”

Suzanne Collins (1962) American television writer and novelist

“I wish we didn't live so far apart… You're kind of addicting.”

Nicholas Sparks book Message in a Bottle

Source: Message in a Bottle

“I wish everyone would shut up, so that we could hear ourselves think”

Rose Macaulay (1881–1958) English novelist and writer

Potterism (1921) p.196. https://books.google.com/books?id=9tDSm2WzQxsC&pg=PA196
Context: Jane: What do you think of his book Arthur?
Gideon: I don't think of it. I've had no reason to, particularly. I've not had to review it.... I'm afraid I'm hopeless about novels just now, that's the fact. I'm sick of the form—slices of life served up cold in three hundred pages. Oh, it's very nice; it makes nice reading for people. But what's the use? Except, of course, to kill time for those who prefer it dead. But as things in themselves, as art, they've been ruined by excess. My critical sense is blunted just now. I can hardly feel the difference, though I can see it, between a good novel and a bad one. I couldn't write one, good or bad, to save my life, I know that. And I've got to the stage when I wish other people wouldn't. I wish everyone would shut up, so that we could hear ourselves think...