My creativity, no matter how poor, is for me a far better guide than all the knowledge with which my head has been crammed. In the night of Power, its glimmer keeps the enemy forces at bay.

Down with a world in which the guarantee that we will not die of starvation has been purchased with the guarantee that we will die of boredom.

The crickets still sing in October. And lilly, she's trying to bloom. Tho she's resting her head on the shoulder of death, she still shines by the light of the moon.

The gospel opens our heart to the goodness of God,

Now she wanted for me the same thing I thought I wanted. Acceptance, in her eyes, was simply another means for survival.

All men by nature desire to know.

There are powerful forces undermining progress in Africa. But one must never underestimate the power of the people to bring about change.

The hell what you USED to do! It's what you're doing NOW and what you're GOING to do.

Obviously generating revenue is what this is all about anymore, which is sad, but again, you have to find ways to make it work. But, yeah, that's certainly intriguing.

But you learn to smother the living breathing soul, go deaf to it, and this violence to the self is what is commonly called sanity in the places where I have lived.

Being a human being is all about experiencing all of the wonders of the world and therefore as an actress, I'm open to any opportunity that may enrich my horizon.

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.