Food Is Music To The Body, Music

Justice Is Not Only The Way We Punish Those Who Do Wrong. It Is Also The Way We Try To Save Them.

While I Was Chained To A Wall And Being Tortured, I Realized, Through The Screaming Of My Mind, That Even In That Shackled, Bloody Helplessness, I Was Still Free: Free To Hate The Men Who Were Torturing Me, Or To Forgive Them. It Doesn't Sound Like Much, I Know. But In The Flinch And Bite Of The Chain, When It's All You've Got, That Freedom Is A Universe Of Possibility. And The Choice You Make Between Hating And Forgiving, Can Become The Story Of Your Life.

Poverty And Pride Are Devoted Blood Brothers Until One, Always And Inevitably, Kills The Other.

Of Course I Wanted To Know. I Was A Writer. I Wanted To Know Everything.

I Don't Know What Frightens Me More, The Power That Crushes Us, Or Our Endless Ability To Endure It.