“Something that is loved is never lost.”

There is really nothing more to say-except why. But since why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how.

I get angry about things, then go on and work.

When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.

As you enter positions of trust and power, dream a little before you think.

You need a whole community to raise a child. I have raised two children, alone.

You are your own stories.

I don’t think one parent can raise a child. I don’t think two parents can raise a child. You really need the whole village.

But to find out the truth about how dreams die, one should never take the word of the dreamer.

He wants to put his story next to hers.

There is no such thing as race. None. There is just a human race – scientifically, anthropologically. Racism is a construct, a social construct, it has a social function, racism.

Like any artist without an art form, she became dangerous.

Misery don’t call ahead. That’s why you have to stay awake – otherwise it just walks on in your door.

Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another.

At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough.

Art invites us to know beauty and to solicit it, summon it, from even the most tragic of circumstances.

Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me.

What more is loneliness if not the longing to be understood? The longing to be understood by the self.

I personally don’t do any hard drugs, because they get in the way of me getting to my base issues, and I’d rather get rid of the excess baggage than find a way to shove it deeper in the closet.

Love does not go away, it changes.

God’s love does not protect us from suffering. God’s love protects us in the midst of suffering.

I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.

Toleration is good for all, or it is good for none.

Change is a stranger you have yet to know.

Because I have seen a rare kind of peace in the eyes of loners. Because I have heard whispers of battles of the accompanied.