It takes special bravery to honor yourself when the crowd is pressuring you not to.

Brave is not asking the crowd what is brave. Brave is deciding for oneself.

Brave does not mean feeling afraid and doing it anyway. Brave means living from the inside out. Brave means, in every uncertain moment, turning inward, feeling for the Knowing, and speaking it out loud.

Being bad had almost killed me. But so had being good.

Being a good world saver wasn’t enough to save my own world.

Freedom is not being for or against an ideal, but creating your own existence from scratch.

Rebellion is as much of a cage as obedience is. They both mean living in reaction to someone else’s way instead of forging your own.

A broken family is a family in which any member must break herself into pieces to fit in. A whole family is one in which each member can bring her full self to the table knowing that she will always be both held and free.

I have lost identities, beliefs, and relationships it has hurt to lose. I have learned that when I live from my emotions, knowing, and imagination, I am always losing. What I lose is always what is no longer true enough so that I can take full hold of what is.