Behind every piece of paper lies a human situation.

The essence of cross-cultural communication has more to do with releasing responses than with sending messages. It is more important to release the right response than to send the right message.

Culture hides more than it reveals, and strangely enough what it hides, it hides most effectively from its own participants.

One of the most effective ways to learn about oneself is by taking seriously the cultures of others. It forces you to pay attention to those details of life which differentiate them from you.

Each culture has its own characteristic manner of locomotion, sitting, standing, reclining, and gesturing.

Culture is not made up but something that evolves which is human.

The reason man does not experience his true cultural self is that until he experiences another self as valid he has little basis for validating his own self.

Viewing movies in very slow motion, looking for synchrony, one realizes that what we know as dance is really a slowed-down, stylized version of what human beings do whenever they interact.

Because we have put ourselves in our own zoo, we find it difficult to break out.

The information is in the people, not in your head.

The future for us is the foreseeable future. The South Asian, however, feels that it is perfectly realistic to think of a 'long time' in terms of thousands of years.

It seems obvious now: the child who spends school days in a fog of semi-comprehension has no way to know her problem is not that she is slow-witted.

Faith is the confidence, the assurance, the enforcing truth, the knowing.

I just don't crave junk food.

I am so happy to be at Barclays Center. When I saw Brett Yormark, I thought to myself that he and his brother Michael are doing an amazing job.

The world thinks eccentricity in great things is genius, but in small things, only crazy.

Keep out of the past. It is haunted.

Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.

In itself a thought, a slumbering thought is capable of years; and curdles a long life into one hour.

Ah, there are no longer any children!

Collision with the Infinite: A Life Beyond the Personal Self