Failure has a hacksaw to my anklesand right now there is nothingI want more than to learnhow to walk on my hands.

Karibu, dada wangu. Hapa, wewe ni nyumbani. Welcome, my sister. Here, you are home. Home. And to this home, may you always return.

I am a poem in progresswith no clear beginning or endingjust a middleuntended, unintended, unfinished, hanging therelike the breath before a question

Why are you going to choose failure when success is an option?

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change. The courage to change the things I can. And the wisdom to know the difference. I still didn't know the difference.

It gets kind of zen after awhile, life is a journey, time is a river, the door is ajar.

I think Paul Scholes is the best player in England. He's got the best skills, the best brain. No one can match him. There isn't a player of his mould anywhere in the world. Paul is irreplaceable.

I think doing period piece is easier, because after a certain distance, everybody is equal, I think. The relative contemporary is harder. I think that's the way it is.

They told us to buy duct tape and portable radios so that if the world does end, we can all listen to Rush Limbaugh blame it on Clinton.

No performer should attempt to bite off red-hot iron unless he has a good set of teeth.

As we advance in life, we learn the limits of our abilities.

The most-praised generation goes to work

Happiness isn't something this island yields easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish.