Whenever something went wrong when I was young - if I had a pimple or if my hair broke - my mom would say, 'Sister mine, I'm going to make you some soup.' And I really thought the soup would make my pimple go away or my hair stronger.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.

On this platform of peace, we can create a language to translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.

You can see in others what they don't see in themselves and what the world doesn't see in them.

We need to remember to teach our children that solitude can be a much-to-be-desired condition. Not only is it acceptable to be alone; at times it is positively to be wished for.....In the silence we listen to ourselves. Then we ask questions of ourselves. We describe ourselves to ourselves, and in the quietude we may even hear the voice of God.

I admire people who dare to take the language, English, and understand it and understand the melody.