The past is buried deep within the ground in Rabat, although the ancient walls in the old city are still standing, painted in electrifying variations of royal blue that make the winding roads look like streamlets or shallow ocean water

To me, travel is more valuable than any stupid piece of bling money can buy

There are things in our blood that are just naturally passed down to us, whether we want to recognize them or not.

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

Are Latino-Americans white? Black? Other? Illegal aliens from Mars? Or are we the very face of America?

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

The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.