Anyone who has ever struggled with poverty knows how extremely expensive it is to be poor.

The trick is to love somebody.... If you love one person, you see everybody else differently.

The sea rises, the light fails, lovers cling to each other and children cling to us. The moment we cease to hold each other, the moment we break faith with one another, the sea engulfs us and the light goes out.

Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word "love" here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace - not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.

Neither love nor terror makes one blind: indifference makes one blind.

I can't believe what you say, because I see what you do.

There is something terribly radical about believing that one's own experience and images are important enough to speak about, much less to write about and to perform