“English, although the official language of Nigeria, was a formal language with which strangers and non-relatives addressed you. It had the potency of digging craters between you and your friends or...”

“Hatred is a leech: The thing that sticks to a person's skin; that feeds off them and drains the sap out of one's spirit. It changes a person, and does not leave until it has sucked the last drop of...”

“He spoke slowly, his voice deeper and louder, every word tacked nine-inches deep into the beams of our minds.”

“The wilderness is a seed of words.”

“The seed is a household object but at the same time it is a revolutionary symbol.”

“Money is the seed of money, and the first guinea is sometimes more difficult to acquire than the second million.”

“The Soul is attached to the world, and her Love contains the passion, beauty, and awe that make life worth living.”

“The true energy of Love confidently and unwaveringly burns away all sediment that clings to story while dropping us hard into the naked and raw hum of Right Now.”

“Once you know your Soul, you are never again subject to give your authority away. You own your truth directly and with certainty.”

“There are many different stories to tell. It's never the same. Every day weather blows in and out, alters the surface. Sometimes it is stripped down to a single essential truth, the thing that is a...”

“I'm skimming across the surface of my own history, moving fast, riding the melt beneath the blades, doing loops and spins, and when I take a high leap into the dark and come down thirty years later...”

“All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.All of them?Sure, he says. Think about it. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, cap...”