It May Sound Trite, But

The Person Who Has The Most Influence On Me Is My Mother. Think Of Life As A Flight Where We Fly Higher And Higher. If I Were A Bird That Needs Feathers To Fly Higher, I Would Regard My Mother As My Strongest Feather.

You May Not Believe In Evolution, And That Is All Right. How We Humans Came To Be The Way We Are Is Far Less Important Than How We Should Act Now To Get Out Of The Mess We Have Made For Ourselves.

Some People Say, Therefore, That Violence And War Are Inevitable. I Say Rubbish: Our Brains Are Fully Capable Of Controlling Instinctive Behavior.

People Say To Me So Often, 'jane How Can You Be So Peaceful When Everywhere Around You People Want Books Signed, People Are Asking These Questions And Yet You Seem Peaceful,' And I Always Answer That It Is The Peace Of The Forest That I Carry Inside.

Is It Not Possible That The Chimpanzees Are Responding To Some Feeling Like Awe? A Feeling Generated By The Mystery Of Water; Water That Seems Alive, Always Rushing Past Yet Never Going, Always The Same Yet Ever Different. Was It Perhaps Similar Feelings Of Awe That Gave Rise To The First Animistic Religions, The Worship Of The Elements And The Mysteries Of Nature Over Which There Was No Control? Only When Our Prehistoric Ancestors Developed Language Would It Have Been Possible To Discuss Such Internal Feelings And Create A Shared Religion.