The things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.

I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.

If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground

When we illuminate the road back to our ancestors, they have a way of reaching out, of manifesting themselves...sometimes even physically.

The things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.

I remember feeling that pieces of me were scattered around the world; I belonged to her, Mother Earth.

Shakespeare had it right all along: Love will kill you in the end.