Suddenly they were dancing, holding each other tight, moving in circles that symbolised their relationship, both afraid to let go, both willing the song to continue while silently their insides tore.

She was drawn to damaged souls like a moth to a flame.

The emptiness made her insides ache.

You drive me crazy!""You were always crazy. I just highlight it.

AND IF WE ARE TO STRIVE FOR A BETTER FUTURE, MUSTN'T WE BE FAMILIAR AND RECONCILED WITH OUR PAST?

When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family.

Life is learning process. We must keep learning.

Have pity on them all, for it is we who are the real monsters.

It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are, keepers of the absent and the dead. It is the blessing and burden of being alive.

I don’t think that because I’m not married it’s made my life any less. That old-maid myth is garbage.

Suspension of disbelief and that whole question is part of the heart of the 'Leaves of Grass'movie.

You say somebody’s guilty, everybody believes you. You say they’re innocent, nobody cares.

How can the oppressed, as divided, unauthentic beings, participate in developing the pedagogy of their liberation?

I embrace the idea that I'm an entertainer.