One column of truth cannot hold an institution of ideas from falling into ignorance. It is wiser that a person of prudence and purpose save his strength for battles that can be won.

Freedom is not a gift nor does it simply exist for us to have, but rather it is a sacred duty, and its blessed yield of hope is born from none other than the blood of the innocent.

All things are accomplished by the meditative act of releasing illusions and simply becoming.

Mean people are really just sad people. They hurt others because they are hurting. Every person is born beautiful, and much of the ugliness in others was put inside of them by other hurting people.

We must understand that out of community and dialogue, the answers will arrive in their own time and way.

Change can be beautiful when we are brave enough to evolve with it, and change can be brutal when we fearfully resist.

If you have not been served personally by caring hands in your own life, do not be bitter, but instead, ask yourself who you can now serve.