Pretend that this is a time of miracles and we believe in them.

When you are working on something, you have to believe that people will still be reading when you're done!

Vodou is one of the religions practiced in Haiti, a rich religion for the people.

We try to keep the beautiful memories, but other things from the past creep up on us.

I think it's hard for an outsider to capture the flavor of a community and all its nuances, so ultimately Haitian-Americans need to start sharing intimate accounts of their stories.

To start with, for example this year, 2004, is the bicentennial of Haitian independence.

I think Haiti is a place that suffers so much from neglect that people only want to hear about it when it’s at its extreme. And that’s what they end up knowing about it.