I draw in a ragged breath, the kind you take when the pain is too deep to cry, when you can't cry because all you are is pain, and if you let some of it out, you might cease to exist.

...I do not know how I can feel this much pain and survive, and at the same time know how much I have to live.

Some people think the stars must look closer from up here. They don't. When you're up here, you realize how distant they really are—how impossible to reach.

Some people think the stars must look closer from up here. They don't.When you're up here, you realize how distant they really are--how impossible to reach.

Reaching and reached. Cassia

She's right. We would compose poems about love and tell stories that have been heard in some form before. But it would be our first time feeling and telling.

For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey between footsteps makes up our lives

They both have in common their conviction that they are still learning, still growing, when in fact they have long ago lost that ability.

Inside me are the real things that give me strength—my thoughts, the small stones of my own choosing. They tumble in my mind, some polished from frequent turning, some new and rough, some that cut.

We need you.""I'm sorry, but I can't let that keep me here anymore.

Until now, I've never been able to see while I fly, and I feel a dizzying lightness as I look out at the land bel

When we relate and share knowledge authentically, this places us in a state of grace, a state of 'win-win' harmony with all others, and establishes trust among all.

Horseman. I know you were born back when women were thought of as little more than brood mares and slaves, but it's the twenty-first century, and we can do anything a man does.

If we can be sufficient unto ourselves, we need fear no entangling webs.

Poverty is too complex to be answered with a one-size-fits-all approach, and if there is any place that illustrates that complexity, as well as a better way forward, it is Rwanda.

It invites a search for ultimate causes: why were Europeans, rather than Africans or Native Americans, the ones to end up with guns, the nastiest germs, and steel?

If you share a good idea long enough, it will eventually fall on good people.

He who trifles with truth cuts at the root of Ahimsa [non-violence]. He who is angry is guilty of Himsa.

Seek to understand before you seek to be understood.

If I'm uncomfortable, you'd never know.

I doubt if a charging elephant, or a rhino, is as determined or hard to check as a socially ambitious mother.