Those of us who lived through the worst of the HIV/AIDS epidemic from the early 1980s through the mid-1990s have a very special spot in our heart for home-based health care.

Sick people, particularly those with serious conditions, greatly prefer the company of their friends and family to residence in a hospital or nursing home.

Change comes with both fear and some pain. Those two ingredients create mistrust, misunderstanding and misinformation. Such is the process of democracy.

All of my peers died of AIDS, and I have no one to celebrate my past or my journey, or to help me pass down stories to the next generation. We lost an entire generation of storytellers with HIV.

For many people with HIV, finding the right doctor is the most important decision they'll make.

Pharmaceutical companies have invested hundreds of millions of dollars in new HIV/AIDS treatments not out of altruism but because they can make up those research costs in sales.

At 60, the mind was sharp but the body complained. The legs were willing to make all the right moves but the muscles gave out too early.

Treating HIV/AIDS is a lifelong commitment that demands strict adherence to drug protocols, consistent care, and a trusting relationship with health care providers.

Your life has tremendous value to you. It becomes a precious diamond for humanity to enjoy when you donate it for the betterment of others.

We undo ourselves by impatience. Misfortunes have their life and their limits their sickness and their health.

I know that's a secret for it's whispered everywhere.

I've done a lot of collaboration over the years, but right now I'm enjoying writing by myself and just being me again for a while.

I'm proud to be alive during a time where we have the opportunity to responsibly bring cannabis to the public.

Life is a game in which the player must appear ridiculous.

It's a terrible thing that we cannot really trust the FDA or NCI (National Cancer Institute). We need, therefore, an independent scientific investigation.

I have collected all the writings of the Empire and burnt those which were of no use.

The sin of the desert is knowing where the water is and not sharing it.