HELPED are those whose every act is a prayer for peace; on them depends the future of the world.
Not everyone’s life is what they make it. Some people’s life is what other people make it.
Only dead people need loud music, you know.
I continue to care for President Obama and for his family. I think that in many ways they are very courageous people, and I honor that, because I know what it means to live as a black person in a racist America.
I can easily imagine Obama sitting down and talking to any leader – or any person – in the world, with no baggage of past servitude or race supremacy to mar their talks.
Life is abundant, and life is beautiful. And it’s a good place that we’re all in, you know, on this earth, if we take care of it.
Books became my world because the world I was in was very hard.
The earth is wise. It has given itself into the keeping of all, and all are therefore accountable.
Drew Dellinger is a deep and courageous poet. How lucky we are!
Being happy is not the only happiness.
Helped are those who laugh with a pure heart; theirs will be the company of the jolly righteous.
I could never live happily in Africa-or anywhere else-until I could live freely in Mississippi.
In South Korea, they believe that when you turn 60, you’ve become a baby again and the rest of your life should be totally about joy and happiness, and people should leave you alone, and I just think that that’s the height of intelligence.
It’s essential that we understand that taking care of the planet will be done as we take care of ourselves. You know that you can’t really make much of a difference in things until you change yourself.
Human beings may well be unable to break free of the dictatorship of greed that spreads like a miasma over the world, but no longer will we be an inarticulate and ignorant humanity, confused by our enslavement to superior cruelty and weaponry.
When the ax came into the forest the trees said the handle is one of us.
Those in power must spend a lot of their time laughing at us.
The protection of evil must be the most self-destructive job.
Everything is already perfect. And if you can accept that everything is already perfect, the imperfection is a part of the perfection. What’s to worry about?
You seem so clear about who you are. So certain that you are just right as you are, that for all your intelligence and maybe in spite of it, you never seem to need a second opinion.