To those who are given much, much is expected.

The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.

I believe we are still so innocent. The species are still so innocent that a person who is apt to be murdered believes that the murderer, just before he puts the final wrench on his throat, will have enough compassion to give him one sweet cup of water.

The thorn from the bush one has planted, nourished and pruned pricks more deeply and draws more blood.

It is sad but true that sometimes we need the tragedy to help us to see how human we are and how we are more alike than we are different.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

The poetry you read has been written for you, each of you - black, white, Hispanic, man, woman, gay, straight.