breathe in experience breathe out poetry

What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open.

The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.

However confused the scene of our life appears, however torn we may be who now do face that scene, it can be faced, and we can go on to be whole.

As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

The journey is my home.

If we look long enough and hard enough ... we will begin to see the connections that bind us together, and when we recognize those connections, we will begin to change the world.

The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.

If there were no poetry on any day in the world, poetry would be invented that day. For there would be an intolerable hunger.

Reality is the completion of experience.

A problem is an opportunity viewed from a positive perspective.

It's not my credentials that qualify me to teach my child. It's my God who made me qualified when I became a mom.

For those who want to believe, no proof is ever required. For those who refuse to believe, no proof is ever enough.

Why eat the same cereal every morning when you can get the milk for free" kind of ladies. I have always looked at it as "As long as I'm eating cereal and drinking milk every day, I'm satisfied

If it’s a revolution it can’t be predictable. And if it’s predictable it can’t be a revolution.

Reason is itself a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all.

The writer is always to some extent in exile, wherever he is, because he is somehow outside, separated from others; there is always a distance.

I'm not afraid to compete. It's just the opposite. Don't you see that? I'm afraid I will compete - that's what scares me.

Children, old people, vagabonds laugh easily and heartily: they have nothing to lose and hope for little. In renunciation lies a delicious taste of simplicity and deep peace.

To me, that's what music is: creating a mood, and taking the listener to the place that you're going.