Anger Is A Wasted Emotion.

There Is Always A Place Where, If You Listen Closely In The Night, You Will Hear A Mother Telling A Story And At The End Of The Tale, She Will Ask You This Question: 'ou Libéré?' Are You Free, My Daughter?" My Grandmother Quickly Pressed Her Fingers Over My Lips. Now," She Said, "you Will Know How To Answer.

Or Even The State Of Florida, Where They Are Prepared To Execute Children. Umm, Well, You Hope That At Least That There Is Something There To Be Claimed.

We've Had Fiction From The Time Of Cave Drawings. I Think Fiction, Storytelling, And Narrative In General Will Always Exist In Some Form.

The Justification - The Idea That We Have A Right To Invade Another Country And Determine Another People's Destiny - Is Frightening. And I Fear Really For The Future Of That Occupation. What Happens Now, And Twenty Years From Now, And Forty Years From Now, Given Our Case? People In The United States May Feel Like When We Don't See It On Cnn Twenty-four Hours A Day, It Sort Of Disappears. But It Doesn't Disappear For The People Who Have To Live Under Occupation - And Their Children And Their Children's Children.

I Think Haiti Is A Place That Suffers So Much From Neglect That People Only Want To Hear About It When It’s At Its Extreme. And That’s What They End Up Knowing About It.