We cannot change the world alone. To heal ourselves, to restore the earth to life, to create the situations in which freedom can flourish, we must work together in groups.

The Goddess does not rule the world; She is the world. Manifest in each of us, She can be known internally by every individual, in all her magnificent diversity.

Solidarity is based on the principle that we are willing to put ourselves at risk to protect each other.

The Goddess does not rule the world; She is the world.

To work magic is to weave the unseen forces into form; to soar beyond sight; to explore the uncharted dream realm of the hidden reality.

Earth Mother, you who are called by a thousand names. May all remember we are cells in your body and dance together.

The long sleep of Mother Goddess is ended. May She awaken in each of our hearts - Merry meet, merry part, and blessed be.

Beware of organizations that proclaim their devotion to the light without embracing, bowing to the dark; for when they idealize half the world they must devalue the rest.

Through the Goddess, we can discover our strength, enlighten our minds, own our bodies, and celebrate our emotions.

Energy moves in cycles, circles, spirals, vortexes, whirls, pulsations, waves, and rhythms—rarely if ever in simple straight lines.

Community means strength that joins our strength to do the work that needs to be done. Arms to hold us when we falter. A circle of healing. A circle of friends. Someplace where we can be free.

Beholdthe azure sea in front of you, the turquoise sky above you, the amber mountain beneath your feet, and the golden daisy in your hands.How are you not the richest person on earth?

My mom was on the United Way group that decides how to allocate the money and looks at all the different charities and makes the very hard decisions about where that pool of funds is going to go.

I love raising animals. I look at animals as more perfect human beings. I can relate to an animal.

See, I don't like places where people can't dance - don't like clubs or theatres where a bunch of bourgeois people sit around tip, tip, tipping their fingers.

When the winds of life don't hit your sails, you grab the oars of life and you start pushing.

I think I was probably always a liar; I just get paid for it now.

I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl" - Mercy to Riley

There is a language that is beyond words. If I can learn to decipher that language without words, I will be able to decipher the world.

He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse.

I just really like seeing mundane stuff in movies. It's realistic.