Everything I write now might have roots in myths, often disguised,often dissolved into new multi-ethnic myths of my own making.

Never look directly at the sun. Instead, look at the sunflower.

The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.

Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light.

A woman is human. She is not better, wiser, stronger, more intelligent, more creative, or more responsible than a man. Likewise, she is never less. Equality is a given. A woman is human.

The nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale.

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.

Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first, must help the other.

Patience is not a virtue. It is an achievement.

A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it. But first, while moving in a circle, it hits its target. So does gossip.

Each letter of the alphabet is a steadfast loyal soldier in a great army of words, sentences, paragraphs, and stories. One letter falls, and the entire language falters.

Love is a song, written in your heart.The moon is a poem in a starry night.

Truth is Evidence of Love. And, Nothing Can Stop the Power of Trusting and Loving Unconditionally.

May you let the authentic colors of your heart illuminate and may you feel the light within others.

Trauma is hell on earth. Trauma resolved is a gift from the gods.

What makes a good captain is someone that can lead and someone who dies for their team.

I loved the stage and then grew to love the camera.

The book is a dialogue between The Dalai Lama and a group of scientists about how we can better handle our destructive emotions and how to overcome them.

The patient and active virtues of a soldier are insensibly nursed in the habits and discipline of a pastoral life.

There's no such conquering weapon as the necessity of conquering.

I can't imagine loving somebody more than I love Wyatt [my son]. I can't. I just don't know how that's possible.