We should learn to accept that change is truly the only thing that's going on always, and learn to ride with it and enjoy it.

Eventually I knew what hair wanted; it wanted to be itself ... to be left alone by anyone, including me, who did not love it as it was.

People who work hard often work too hard. ... May we learn to honor the hammock, the siesta, the nap and the pause in all its forms.

I'm one in what I do and what I say and what I believe.

I think us here to wonder, myself. To wonder. To ask. And that in wondering bout the big things and asking bout the big things, you learn about the little ones, almost by accident. But you never know nothing more about the big things than you start out with. The more I wonder, the more I love.

Poetry is the lifeblood of rebellion, revolution, and the raising of consciousness.

Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me.