Without stories we would go mad. Life would lose its moorings or lose its orientations. even in silence we are living our stories

To see the madness and yet walk a perfect silver line. ... That's what the true story-teller should be: a great guide, a clear mind, who can walk a silver line in hell or madness.

To sustain your belief through situations that completely undermine it is quite something.

If we could be pure dancers in spirit we would never be afraid to love, and we would love with strength and wisdom.

The earliest storytellers were magi, seers, bards, griots, shamans. They were, it would seem, old as time, and as terrifying to gaze upon as the mysteries with which they wrestled .. (they) helped the community live though one more darkness, with eyes wide open, and with hearts set alight.

In the beginning there was a river. The river became a road and the road branched out to the whole world. And because the road was once a river it was always hungry.

I learned that life will go through changes - up and down and up again. It's what life does.