Food Is Music To The Body, Music

We Live On Because We Can Love, And We Love Because We Can Forgive.

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.

The Voice, Afghan Matchmakers Say, Is More Than Half Of Love.

When You Judge The Power That Is In A Person, You Must Judge Their Capacities As Both Friend And As Enemy.

Every Human Heart Beat Is A Universe Of Possibilities.