Republicans many times can't get the words 'equality of opportunity' out of their mouths. Their lips do not form that way.

After all sustainability means running the global environment - Earth Inc. - like a corporation: with depreciation amortization and maintenance accounts. In other words keeping the asset whole rather than undermining your natural capital.

Listen if the mayor wants to have a debate about education in this city I got three words: bring it on.

Competitiveness is really what it costs you per man-hour to get you what you want. In other words there's an education level that plays into the mix and so if it's inexpensive to buy an hour of real good education in places like China versus the U.S. that factors in.

A lot of children like I did move away from words because of the fear - which is something you have to take out of education: the fear of worrying about what marks you'll get detention worrying about letting people down your parents teachers.

My hope was that organizations would start including this range of skills in their training programs - in other words offer an adult education in social and emotional intelligence.

It makes little difference how many university courses or degrees a person may own. If he cannot use words to move an idea from one point to another his education is incomplete.

Learning is a result of listening which in turn leads to even better listening and attentiveness to the other person. In other words to learn from the child we must have empathy and empathy grows as we learn.

Dreams can be like charades in which we act out words rather than see or speak them.

All books are either dreams or swords you can cut or you can drug with words.

In Nicaragua liberty equality and the rule of law were the stuff of dreams. But in Paris I discovered the value of those words.

Talking talking. Spinning a web of words pale walls of dreams between myself and all I see.

I have those dreams that you can't put into words.

In the course of my life I have often had to eat my words and I must confess that I have always found it a wholesome diet.

Language philosophy and science are interwoven into the design of words which are manipulated to create surprising illusions.

The first novel I wrote was a monster - clocking in at 180 000 words - but it died a death a death it deserved. It was called 'The Gods First Make Mad.' It was a good title but it was the only good thing about the book. I didn't let that put me off.

When death has you by the throat you don't mince words.

Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection the past then lives in your words and you are free.

The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.

Those who have the strength and the love to sit with a dying patient in the silence that goes beyond words will know that this moment is neither frightening nor painful but a peaceful cessation of the functioning of the body.

My dad like many Southern men is this very emotionally expressive person who isn't as articulate in words about his feelings as he is with breaking a chair or something like that.

From time to time I'll look back through the personal journals I've scribbled in throughout my life the keepers of my raw thoughts and emotions. The words poured forth after my dad died when I went through a divorce and after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. There are so many what-ifs scribbled on those pages.

My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to 'Satisfaction' at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend's house in Ankara Turkey where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover my friend's dad stopped the record when he heard the words 'girlie action!'

'Keep your head down at school.' Those are sage words from my dad. They kept me in check for years.