The transformation of silence into language and action is an act of self-revelation .
What is there possibly left for us to be afraid of, after we have dealt face to face with death and not embraced it? Once I accept the existence of dying as a life process, who can ever have power over me again?
Afraid is a country with no exit visas.
Each time you love, love as deeply as if it were forever.
... it is not difference which immobilizes us, but silence.
what you hear in my voice is fury, not suffering. Anger, not moral authority