I don't judge people. It blurs out the center of my attention, my focus, myself.

Many people pray to be kept out of unexpected problems. Some people pray to be able to confront and overcome them.

Risk means 'shit happens' or 'good luck

If you feel obsessed to prove something to the world, then you'd need world attention to be able to prove it.

If humor and rumor are needed more than faith and truth, then it tells me something about the kind of world we live today.

Like it or not, there are people who are capable to love genuinely and kill brutally. The amazing thing about that, few of those could even sleep well like babies in the night.

Always try to be joyful and proactively benign to the people. By doing so everyday, people have no control at all over my mood.

Many lies lie between one truth.

There has to be new words to explain new worlds.

Law is made by the winner to preserve victory over the loser.

If you can feel the future, then you are about to experience it.

The fictive is an emormous territory it turns out, its boundaries vague, and there is little certainty about where it begins and ends.

Environmental pollution is not only humanity’s treason to humanity but also a treason to all other living creatures on earth!

Judicial activism, by definition, is a term applied to judges who render decisions with which you disagree.

When I went to the University, the medical school was the only place where one could hope to find the means to study life, its nature, its origins, and its ills.

I think we're all guilty of mistaking the actors we've seen over and over again - we think we know them.

Bad news, it's going to be a huge environmental disaster, the oil rig down there in the Gulf of Mexico. The good news is they think now that the oil spill will be diluted by the melting ice caps.

As women, you have to negotiate your way through a man's world.

I can weep pretty easily. I can get tears in my eyes from a beautiful work of art.

We closed the restaurant in New Orleans and brought the entire staff to San Francisco. But we had to go home.

Here I am, a Palestinian Arab who only knows how to write in Hebrew, stuck in central Illinois.