I love many kinds of music: world music, jazz, classical, pop.

I wanted to cry, but I realized that I was too old for that. I would be a woman soon and I would have to learn how to live with a divided heart.

I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.

The story it told was unremarkable: a tale of love found and lost- the oldest story in the world. The only story.

Wherever you walk, I go with you. Selah.

If you want to understand any woman, you must first ask about her mother and then listen carefully.

I love many kinds of music: world music, jazz, classical, pop.