History laughs at both the victim and the aggressor.

And you became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction.

Nothing is harder on the soul, than the smell of dreams, while they're evaporating.

I am from there. I am from here. I am not there and I am not here. I have two names, which meet and part, and I have two languages. I forget which of them I dream in.

If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.

A person can only be born in one place. However, he may die several times elsewhere: in the exiles and prisons, and in a homeland transformed by the occupation and oppression into a nightmare.

And I tell myself, a moon will rise from my darkness.

We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.

If you live, live free or die like the trees, standing up.

Standing here, staying here, permanent here, eternal here, and we have one goal, one, one: to be.

Change is fearful, but at the end it is beautiful.

When we are still, all settles into place. We take time to see the beauty.We take time to see the heart.And we naturally gravitate to others that resonate that inner calm. When we are still.

People do blame you for the things they do to you.

I think it's interesting to speak when you have something to say.

Most of us are living out the unlived lives of our mothers, because they were not able to become the unique people they were born to be.

SHUCHU RYOKU - Focus all your energy to one point.

You can't converse with Alzheimer's sufferers in the way you do with others; the dialogue tends to go round in circles.

I'm thinking about entering a Marilyn Manson costume contest to see if I lose.

... while I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes.