The world's forests are a shared stolen treasure that we must put back for our children's future

There comes a point where we need to stop just pulling people out of the river. We need to go upstream and find out why they're falling in.

When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said 'Let us pray.' We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land.

Differences are not intended to separate, to alienate. We are different precisely in order to realize our need of one another.

Do your little bit of good where you are; its those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.

You are either on the side of the oppressed or on the side of the oppressor. You can't be neutral.

If you want peace, you don't talk to your friends. You talk to your enemies.

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.

To remain neutral in situations of injustice is to be complicit in that injustice.

Our maturity will be judged by how well we are able to agree to disagree and yet continue to love one another, to care for one another, and cherish one another and seek the greater good of the other.

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

[On Werner Erhard, founder of est:] If I wanted a new belief system, I'd choose to believe in God - He's been in business longer than Werner, and He has better music.

If I don't work for a while, I don't work for a while.

I think of my life as a kind of music, not always good music but still having form and melody.

All that schooling never prepares you for the reality of life.

Only human, after all.

When the truly great people discover that they have been deceived by the signposts along the road of life, they just shift gears and keep going.

For, how else to seize such an instant? How to shout out into the empty air just the right words, and on cue? Frame a moment to last a lifetime?

To take nature and natural play away from children may be tantamount to withholding oxygen.

A Court of equity knows its own province.

The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.