Every child comes into this world as a gift to humanity.

You can't really appreciate a work of art until you can understand how difficult it was to create. And that's probably true of any work of art - a rock, a tree, a bird, a fish, a sunrise made of light and air.

History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.

From generation to generation, lights are extinguished and darkness threatens until some one stoops to bear the torch.

Life is inherently disturbing. That's why we've created the myths-to help us overcome, defend or deny, to transcend the grim reality of what here seems to be.

Love is the great truth we all know in our hearts and must eventually recognize.

We are the last generation with a real opportunity to save the world.