So Be Patient. Do Not Compromise. And

The World Can Only Appear Monochromatic To Those Who Persist In Interpreting What They Experience Through The Lens Of A Single Cultural Paradigm, Their Own. For Those With The Eyes To See And The Heart To Feel, It Remains A Rich And Complex Topography Of The Spirit.

The Surface Of The Earth Itself Is An Immense Loom Upon Which The Sun Weaves The Fabric Of Existence.

The Measure Of A Society Is Not Only What It Does But The Quality Of Its Aspirations.

In The West We Cling To The Past Like Limpets. In Haiti The Present Is The Axis Of All Life. As In Africa, Past And Future Are But Distant Measures Of The Present, And Memories Are As Meaningless As Promises.

Risk Discomfort And Solitude For Understanding.