It was one of those striking moments in life where you find familiarity in the inexplicable.

I’d learned so much from traveling to familiar places that I figured I’d learn twice as much by going to a place I knew nothing about.

And so we went. And so it went. And, slowly, I began to learn: speaking in the same language does not equal communication, especially when there is a cultural divide.

I looked out again at the rising moon and I let the weight of my day, my week, lift away with the rushing wind as I was blown into the depths of myself.

Somehow, we were passing the boundaries of language and finding clarity in shared thought, even if we were just talking about beer!

My professional life had started and here I was at a professional dinner full of uninhibited drinking.

There were signs everywhere but none that I could read or even hope to decipher. These multi-lined symbols unhinged my familiar world.

Worry about today, tomorrow will take care of itself.

Water is peaceful. I am at rest. In thewater, I am safe and pulled in where Ican’t get out. Everything slows down—the noise and the racing of my thoughts.

A terrace nine stories high begins with a pile of earth.

It was like the beginning of the end of the world.

Constant contact is what people require these days. Its tough on artists.

It's hard to make a cultural phenomenon every time.

You know, it's hard sometimes to just detach yourself from what you're doing.

In the distant future, I don't want to be remembered; I want to remember!

We can't afford to be innocent, stand up and face the enemy. It's a do or die situation, we will be invincible.

Balance Sheets are meaningless. Our accounting systems are still based on the assumption that 80% of costs are manual labor.