The world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their tongues. The world as it is needs those who will love it enough to change it, with what they have, where they are.

When my father finally got around to teaching me to drive, he was impressed at my "natural" talent for driving, not knowing that I had already been secretly driving my mother's car around the neighborhood. When I took the test and got my license and my father gave me my own set of keys to the car one night at dinner, it was a major rite of passage for him and my mother. Their perception of me had changed and was formally acknowledged. For me the occasion meant a private sanction to do in public what I had already been doing in secret.

Is it always to be a winners-losers world, or can we keep everyone in the game? Do we still have what it takes to find a better way?

Peace is not something you wish for, � it is something you make, something you are, something you do,�and something you give away.

But since everything and anything are always possible, the miraculous is always nearby, and wonders shall never, ever cease.

Wherever and however any one of us may be conceived, it is the same. We come into being in the arms of God.

To be human is to keep rattling the bars of the cage of existence, hollering, 'What's it for?'