Being human makes us one. Being uniquely ourselves makes us individual." - Nancy S. Mure, Author of Unidentical Twins

Eating a can be the weight that pulls you under or the life raft. It's your choice.

Your life, your health and your weight are 80% due to what you eat, and 20% due to activity level, sunlight exposure, stress levels and adequate rest.

You are made of the same minerals as the rocks--the same water as the sea. You grow in the sun. You breathe air cleansed by trees. When are you going to get the message that you're a part of Nature?

Disobey God and you are forgiven. Disobey Nature and you get disease.

If Nature brought you to it. Nature will get you through it.

Mother Nature is relentless and forward. When we do not live according to her laws she rewards us with disease.

Pregnancy is a natural event, but you lessen the chances conception can occur with an unnatural diet.

It's a lie to sell a diet plan that includes fast and processed foods, then implement a points system. A big. fat. lie.

Are you going to hand your children over to Big Food, Big Med and Big Pharma? That journey begins with the choice to bottle feed, then it's all down hill from there.

The natural cure for sterility is a natural diet along with a home toxin detox.

...smiles are the foundation of beauty.

Reading is an addiction, much like living and breathing is an addiction.

My goal is to let people see who I am as a person, not just a basketball player. Many people see athletes in a certain way - flat and one dimensional. I want to change that view.

If you told people you were moving to Ohio, they wouldn't congratulate you. They'd say "OH WHY would you move there?" as if that was something that happened to you and you had to deal with.

What is poetry which does not save nations or people?

Water....I'm thirsty not dirty.

So when a great man dies For years beyond our ken The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.

There are times when the air that floats between mortals becomes, in its stillness and silence, as cruel as the edge of a scythe.

My temperament is not geared to that of a novelist.

What was God doing before the divine creation?