If you come as softly As wind within the trees You may hear what I hear See what sorrow sees. If you come as lightly As threading dew I will take you gladly Nor ask more of you. You may sit beside me Silent as a breath Only those who stay dead Shall remember death. And if you come I will be silent Nor speak harsh words to you. I will not ask you why, now. Or how, or what you do. We shall sit here, softly Beneath two different years And the rich earth between us Shall drink our tears.

Who I am is what fulfills me and fulfills the vision I have of the world.

We must wake up knowing we have work to do and go to bed knowing we've done it.

When I dare to be powerful - to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.

To encourage excellence is to go beyond the encouraged mediocrity of our society

We are powerful because we have survived

the fear of death is that you are dying too soon. Nobody wants to, but at the point that you die you can pray that you are no longer the same person. I pray that when I am about to die I will not be the same person that I am now.