Precious things lost are transmutable. They refuse oblivion. They simply wait to be rendered into testimonies, into stories and songs.

America's story is largely an immigrant story. That hasn't changed since the Pilgrims ate their first turkey some four hundred years ago, and they were the original boat people.

Today, more people are crossing various borders in order to survive, thrive, change their lives. Even if you don't cross the border, with demographic shifts, the border sometimes crosses you.

I think in a larger sense, immigrant narrative is comprehensive and speaks to the core of human experience.

I am glad to see the wheels are moving at last toward comprehensive immigration reform after last year's election. I am glad that immigrants are speaking up.

Art is the lesser sister to medicine. It aims to heal.

In the war on terrorism, the immigrant is often the scapegoat.

That experience of losing home, longing for home, that yearning for meaning and rootedness and identity in a floating world, it's what often makes an immigrant story into an American story .

It's unfortunate that the country of immigrants has turned its back on immigrants. The atmosphere after 9/11 is toxic.

In non-fiction you have to stay true to historical events, be they personal or national .

I am hopeful that the pendulum swings toward seeing immigrants in favorable terms once more.

Hello Dad! It is now three in the morning. Do you know where I am?

Find out what a person fears most and that is where he will develop next.

Use your natural powers - of persistence, concentration, and insight - to do work you love and work that matters. Solve problems, make art, and think deeply

I plan to be running as long as I can and have no plans to stop.

When you know what you want and you want it badly enough, you will find the ways to get it.

Even if your body isn't healthy, your soul overcomes that, it doesn't even care, it worships anyway, its joyful anyway. That's what God wants to give you in your life.

Little by little old age renders the body less powerful.

Optimism generates hope...hope releases dreams...dreams set goals...enthusiasm follows

The moment that changed me for ever was the moment my first child was born. I was happy, filled with hope, and thought, 'Now I understand the whole point of work, of life, of love.

Happy Tuesday! Stay in the LIGHT. Hold onto positive things that elevate your spirit & be with positive people who make your life dance !