May the stars ever shine on your path, and the darkness never leave your side.

...his tortured voice lost in the much grander cries of the world around him.

...pain that would have made even a god shiver in terror.

Sometimes believing is as simple as choosing to do so.

Mothers cowered over their small children, defenceless as their backs blossomed with red lines or swords were sunk into their flesh to reach the young ones they hid.

We need but little learning to live happily.

A true friend reminds you why you should believe in yourself when you have forgotten.

A book lives a new life every time it is read.

First my mother was Spanish. Then she became a Jehovahs Witness.

I know what I want when I start a marathon: to win! But what do you want? Make sure you're clear in advance and don't go out too fast.

I have the most respect for Zach Woodlee. He is one of my favorite - and one of the most capable - choreographers out there right now.

Of the many rights of ladies, the best should be to be considered a mother.

A painting has its own existence and reality, and I make changes freely to meet the painting's needs. This sometimes takes me in another direction.

Church: if the world could see a snapshot of our worship today, would they perceive that we believe our God is worthy of praise?

Alone, no one wins freedom.