When we descend all the way down to the bottom of loss, and dwell patiently, with an open heart, in the darkness and pain, we can bring back up with us the sweetness of life and the exhilaration of inner growth. When there is nothing left to lose, we find the true self - the self that is whole, the self that is enough, the self that no longer looks to others for definition, or completion, or anything but companionship on the journey.

Diversity is good. We need each other's ideas.

The world needs women to redefine what it means to be a person of power

Anyone whose lifestyle may frighten you or whose point of view makes smoke come out of your ears.

Rumi called his teacher "the friend." And that's what we need. We need friends.

Our errors and failings are chinks in the heart's armor through which our true colors can shine.

To be human is to be lost in the woods.