My own growth comes not (just) individually, but mainly as part of a greater change for the better.
Madness. I did not get myself born to die. I have better things to do.
Men are not the causers of history. History itself, by a pressure of events, causes men to resort to particular actions.
In the greater part of humankind there resides an instinct for survival. It is this which can clutch at straws and effect a rescue from them. It is this which can, now and then, outwit fate.
Dawn rose from the desert and turned the river to wine.
Oh, love. Love is best of all. There is no such total element, not even pain. Who has ever loved, knows this. I need not say more.
We need the expressive arts, the ancient scribes, the storytellers, the priests. And that's where I put myself: as a storyteller. Not necessarily a high priestess, but certainly the storyteller. And I would love to be the storyteller of the tribe.
Children who reach the age of eighteen with their entire skills set composed on Nintendo and eating Doritos have been neglected. Their parents neglected to give them the character traits necessary to live successfully.
Where two nations are gonna have a summit and a joint agreement's gonna be announced, the joint agreement and the language is all decided before the summit ever happens.
I realized that everyone in Western society, in some weird way, believes that they've had the experience of producing feature films.
It takes a variety of strategies and initiatives to address this pandemic. It's about life and death and the survival of humanity.