I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and pride.

What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open.

The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.

However confused the scene of our life appears, however torn we may be who now do face that scene, it can be faced, and we can go on to be whole.

As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

The journey is my home.

If we look long enough and hard enough ... we will begin to see the connections that bind us together, and when we recognize those connections, we will begin to change the world.

The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.

If there were no poetry on any day in the world, poetry would be invented that day. For there would be an intolerable hunger.

Reality is the completion of experience.

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

The Glass has Shattered but the Cross Remains

The will of God will not take us where the grace of God cannot sustain us.

[Even if the U.S. doesn't attack] Saddam Hussein is not going to survive. His regime is on the verge of implosion.

In a game like this, the team that makes the least amount of mistakes prevails. We made a couple today. But it's all about the brotherhood. We all go down together.

Feeling "comfortable" is the short path to annihilation.

When there's something you can't understand no matter how much you think about it, you can't let yourself brood over it forever. ~Allen Walker

We are starving for education... it's like a precious gift. It's like a diamond.

I love tango, and I used to dance when I was young.

A painter may be an abandoned mimic; at school he copies his teachers, which is only right, but he copies in turn every artist in town, which is not. He may do you that honour.