I love the interrelatedness of things.

To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.

The Eyes of the Future are looking back at us and they are praying for us to see beyond our own time.

I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.

The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy. Daily prayers are delivered on the lips of breaking waves, the whisperings of grasses, the shimmering of leaves.

Despair shows us the limit of our imagination. Imaginations shared create collaboration, collaboration creates community, and community inspires social change.

Finding beauty in a broken world is creating beauty in the world we find.

Creativity involves breaking out of established patterns in order to look at things in a different way.

the unexpected action of deep listening can create a space of transformation capable of shattering complacency and despair.

There are two important days in a woman's life: the day she is born and the day she finds out why.

Our power lies in our love of our homelands.

Live your best sacred-life. It is only one-time in history.

We all just need to be real. That is what will save us.

You numb yourself so you're not terrified when you're on TV at 7 o'clock in the morning with Justin Bieber, who you just met a couple of days before, having to perform in front of millions of people.

A healthy social life is found only when, in the mirror of each soul, the whole community finds its reflection, and when, in the whole community, the virtue of each one is living.

Painters, especially American painters since the Second World War, have been much more troubled, beset by formal perplexity, than American writers. Theyve been a laboratory for everybody.

I got a long road ahead of me to make people believe i'm not actually a huge douche...

In nine months, a group of children left alone with a computer in any language will reach the same standard as an office secretary in the West.

Men must fumble awhile with error to separate it from truth, I think- as long as they don't seize the error hungrily because it has a pleasanter taste.

I have known lots of adults who enjoyed similar enthusiasms as a kid and weren't encouraged and then didn't go anywhere with it and so they're unhappy in their jobs as adults.

If I had a billion dollars I would...oh wait...already do.