Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there. You know I dont think its fair that Im living for something I cant even define. – Ani DiFranco
My mother, brave woman, lost her whole family when she decided to marry a black man in the 60s. When the marriage fell apart, she had to come back to her family. – Lisa Bonet
