The old Lakota was wise. He knew that a man's heart away from nature becomes hard.

The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man's heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of respect for humans too.

It is the mothers not the warriors who create a people and guide their destiny.

White men seem to have difficulty in realizing that people who live differently from themselves still might be traveling the upward and progressive road of life.

Knowledge was inherent in all things. The world was a library.

After all the great religions have been preached and expounded, man is still confronted with the Great Mystery.

Silence is the Mother of Truth, for the silent man was ever to be trusted, while the man ever ready with speech was never taken seriously.

The old people came literally to love the soil and they sat or reclined on the ground with a feeling of being close to a mothering power. The soil was soothing, strengthening, cleansing and healing.

Only to the white man was nature a 'wilderness'.

For the Lakota there was no wilderness. Nature was not dangerous but hospitable, not forbidding but friendly.

Certain small ways and observances sometimes have connection with large and more profound ideas.

I’d accepted my judgment without question. Agreed to live a mortal life. I didn’t know my memories would come with me

The unavoidable has touched the life of every human being on the face of the earth. Some have rebounded, others have given up--but all of us have felt the wings of tragedy brushing against us.

They both go together you can't be in front of the camera hosting a fitness television show in front of 75 million households and not have trained 6 days per week year round - in a bikini no less.

Everybody's old enough for a beer, ain't that right, Mule?

In some respects I will never die. Because art is immortal. What we leave behind and what we create - the energy that we put out into the world is eternal.

External things are not the problem. It's your assessment of them. Which you can erase right now.

I never want to possibly take another life in my hands.

If you think you are free, there is no escape possible.

Donald Trump's hair frankly. Sometimes you know you're going to get criticism, but you just have to take .

I'm very aware that when my friends and I sit around over dinner these days, the conversation invariably turns to how crass the world has become. Tweeting? It's one of the silliest things ever.