I've got a lot of letters from prison. Lost was a big prison show. But it's really crazy when you get the letter that says, 'So, I'm getting out in three months, I've only been in for 17 years and I'd really like to meet you.'

People have amazing ideas. The main problem - I won't call it a problem, let's call it a roadblock - is if you use the analogy of a convoy of vehicles going to help a distress situation: they have all the resources needed (food, medicine, everything they need), and as the convoy is traveling, there's a rockslide. You can't get through the road. What good does any of that stuff do when you can't get it to where it needs to go?

Your strongest ally or your greatest teacher may be sitting within reach, unbeknownst to you.

The only way I'm going to be able to really, truly live a moment is if it actually means something to me.

I just want to make it clear that I have been working since I was ten years old.

I don't want to see blood spewing out but I don't mind it in controlled environment. Does it make me squeamish? No.

If you look at all different facets, where does it come from? Education. It comes from empowerment of young people. Because the bureaucracies that are in place now, they're not going to change, they're not going to stop.