The measure of a society is not only what it does but the quality of its aspirations.
Mining in BC's Sacred Headwaters is like drilling for oil in the Sistine Chapel
In the West we cling to the past like limpets. In Haiti the present is the axis of all life. As in Africa, past and future are but distant measures of the present, and memories are as meaningless as promises.
So be patient. Do not compromise. And give your destiny time to find you.
Language is an old-growth forest of the mind.
A language is not just a body of vocabulary or a set of grammatical rules. ... Every language is an old-growth forest of the mind.