Every soul is to be cherished, every flower is to bloom.

Well, I think indigenous peoples have ways of living on the Earth that they've had forever. And they've been overrun by organized religion, which has had a lot of money and power.

You know, one race will not be a survivor if the other one dies, and that's something that we should think about.

After all, how can a society flourish, a country attain democracy and health, children grow into intelligent beings, sensitive to the needs of an ever more fragile and endangered planet, if half it's people are kept out of the driver's seat?

You can't truly have an open heart until it's been broken.

America is not nearly done. We're only in the beginning. Who knows who we will be? Who knows... what color we will be? It is all something that, maybe, our descendants - if they survive that long - will see.

Everything wanna be loved. Us sing and dance, and holla just wanting to be loved.