To wait, to patiently sit in the dark without knowing what the outcome will be, to protect and respect that which has yet no clear form - all these are aspects of the womb.

Paradoxically, we achieve true wholeness only by embracing our fragility and sometimes, our brokenness.

Today, I would describe a preistess as a woman who lives in two worlds at once, who perceives life on earth against a backdrop of a vast, timeless, reality.

When women get together, they tell stories. This is how it has always been. Telling stories is our way of saying who we are, where we have come from, what we know, and where we might be headed.

Then he remembered Ralph's words--"no point in fighting your war over and over until you get it right.

We must use time as a tool, not as a couch.

I never had secure, belonging feelings with this society [in China].

If God had not made Sherry, how imperfect his work would have been.

The world is full of happy people but no one ever hears of them. You have to fight and make a scandal to get in the papers. No one knows about all the happy people.

All professions are conspiracies against the laity.

I don't have prejudices. I'm against taboos. But of course there are some things I'll never touch - because as a mom, there are things one doesn't want their children to be around.

I didn't play the game right because I saw a reward at the end of the tunnel.

Dance with the sufis, celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain.