Your belief systems limit your reality to a sub-set of the solution space that does not contain the answer.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

A man who will not leave his room because he does not know how, or is afraid to open the door, is trapped just the same whether or not the door is locked.

The point isn't to win the game. The point is to play a beautiful game. (paraphrased)

The gospel of becoming a good believer limits the pursuit of God

I'm not going to put out a Christmas CD until it's coming out of me naturally.

I was a brownie for a day. My mom made me stop. She didn't want me to conform.

I like the idea of being alone. I like the idea of often being alone in all aspects of my life. I like to feel lonely. I like to need things.

I have an older sister who sounds, unfortunately, exactly like me, and we sound like our mother did.

First you have to learn to do something, then you can go out and do it.

To feed our people we must first feed our soil

The world becomes a wider place, with but a little learning.

I wish there is a world where any one can know the truth and speak there mind with freedom without having to fear for their lives (Rinko, Basara, Vol. 13)