When the white man came we had the land and they had the bibles. Now they have the land and we have the bibles.

May the stars carry your sadness away, may the flowers fill your heart with beauty, may hope forever wipe away your tears. And, above all, may silence make you strong.

There is a longing among all people and creatures to have a sense of purpose and worth. To satisfy that common longing in all of us we must respect each other.

First we had the land and they had the Bibles, now we have the Bibles and they have the land

The heart never knows the colour of the skin

Of all the teachings we receive, this one is most important: Nothing belongs to you of what there is, of what you take, you must share.

Can we talk of integration until there is integration of hearts and minds? Unless you have this, you only have a physical presence, and the walls between us are as high as the mountain range.

My friends, how desperately we need to be loved and to love. With it we are creative. With it we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others.

If the legends fall silent, who will teach the children of our ways?

We are as much alive as we keep the Earth alive.

If the very old will remember, the very young will listen.

I am hope.

Perfectionism, of course, was something which even as a young man he had come to see as the innermost essence of talent.

I think we must quote whenever we feel that the allusion is interesting or helpful or amusing.

Cacao is rich in happy phenethylamine chemicals called PEA. These compounds have been associated with feeling good and falling in love.

Love points the way. Desire is its ignorant advisor.

Chiropractic works in harmony with the basic healing forces of the body, whereas the allopathic, western medical establishment doesn't have nearly as holistic a vision.

I think it all comes down to relationships - how I treat my wife, how I treat my kids, how I treat the guys at the grocery store, all aspects of every day, what I'm involved in.

The endless chatter of this journey had wearied me.

In a world where every man and his dog is a designer, Alexander McQueen was the real deal. His talent was supersonic.

As a writer reading, I came to realize the obvious: the subject of the dream is the dreamer.