Original thinking migrates each day in search of nourishment.
You can practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without courage.
I don't trust any revolution where love is not allowed.
I long for the time when all human history is taught as one history, because it really is.
Love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. Love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides. Each of us is created of it and I suspect each of us was created for it.
The black kids, the poor white kids, Spanish-speaking kids, and Asian kids in the US - in the face of everything to the contrary, they still bop and bump, shout and go to school somehow. Their optimism gives me hope.