Catch me, as if I have surely been out committing a violation against you, my sin of insisting on existing without you.

A good lover will do that, see something worthwhile in you that you never knew was there. And when there's something you don't like to see in yourself a good lover won't see it either.

I wanted everything. What could you not want when you are brown and Indian-looking in a society in which the white aesthetic is praised as acceptable?

Our goal should be to achieve joy

Poverty has its advantages. When you're that poor what would you have that anyone would want? Except your peace of mind. Your dignity. Your heart. The important things.

I've spent my whole life in Chicago being asked where am I from, so that I have a sense of displacement that also is very psychologically disorienting.

I'm obviously an American citizen. My parents are American citizens. But I'm not looked at as an American.

There are things coming from me that I felt I wanted to talk about. My search for my own blend of spirituality, my acknowledgement of my sexuality, my being the single mother of a young man.

What you perceive as "liberal" is my independence to choose what i do, with whom, and when. Moreover, it also means that i may choose not to do it, with anyone, ever.

To all the women and the men who ever loved me just a little.

For things to have value in man's world, they are given the role of commodities. Among man's oldest and most constant commodity is woman.

Good relationships depend upon recognizing that we are the source of our problems.

We are made of spirit, mind, soul, and a little pixie dust.

What you look for in the world influences what materializes. What you perceive in the people around you influences how they show up.

I like to be surrounded by harmonies and fullness and richness and vitality

We rise and fall as one people, one nation.

I could see that everything I had identified as really me, was not really me, but was just a pattern of strategies to avoid some kind of abyss or emptiness.

Fried twinkies? Paris nodded. Only once, I've never forgotten the experience. It's like heaven in your mouth, man.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

When a man of forty falls in love with a girl of twenty, it isn't her youth he is seeking but his own.

I am proposing to create another kind of business, based on "selflessness" that is in all of us. I am calling it social business.