Look beyond your tasseled caps And you will see injustice. At the end of your fingertips You will find cruelties, Irrational hate, bedrock sorrow And terrifying loneliness. There is your work.

People may not remember what you said, but they will remember how you made them feel

To be allowed, no, invited into the private lives of strangers, and to share their joys and fears, was a chance to exchange the Southern bitter wormwood for a cup of mead with Beowulf or a hot cup of tea and milk with Oliver Twist.

Tragedy, no matter how sad, becomes boring to those not caught in its addictive caress.

Some decide that happiness and glee are the same thing, they are not. When we choose happiness we accept the responsibility to lighten the load of someone else and to be a light on the path of another who may be walking in darkness.

Long after people forget what you said or did, they will remember how you made them feel. —Tim Sanders

Take a month and show some kindness for the folks who thought that blindness was an illness that affected eyes alone.

Try to be a rainbow in someones cloud There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

Each of us has lived through some devastation, some loneliness, some weather superstorm or spiritual superstorm. When we look at each other we must say, I understand. I understand how you feel because I have been there myself. We must support each other because each of us is more alike than we are unalike.

Each single gain feeds into the gains of the body collective.

Human beings are like some plants. If we pause a few seconds in our journey, we begin setting down roots, tendrils that entangle other people as we ourselves are entangled.

The unquestioning acceptance by my peers had dislodged the familiar insecurity.