It is the youngest in the family who tends to the elders to learn about the sacredness of life and the beauty of death.

Help, love, forgive, and create beauty.

I have interviewed so many people who are put into nursing homes or hospices and are just waiting to die. It's a very lonely situation to just sit at a window and watch life go by.

Love. Help with no expectations. Destroy selfishness, self... At the end of our lives, I believe the soul will be asked, "What did you do for your fellow man?"

If either man or woman would realize that the full power of personal beauty, it must be by cherishing noble thoughts and hopes and purposes; by having something to do and something to live for that is worthy of humanity, and which, by expanding and symmetry to the body which contains it.

Love is no conditions. Love is given, despite hurt or rejection. Love is life and breath and touch. Love is helping someone live.

My vulnerability is thinking that I am not worth people's time or space at times.