“As long as I keep fighting every day, I know my dreams will happen. Most often, our dreams will not unfold exactly the way we expect them to, but if we keep working hard, our dreams WILL happen as long as we BELIEVE in them and in ourselves. This is called having faith, and it is a very important component of success!”-Naima Mora”

“Our Private RhymeI wish we could go back in time.I thought you'd live forever.I feel I'm only half our rhyme.You left and somehow I must climb back to live without your laughter.Can't we please go back in time?I try to smile, pretend and mimeI'm fine, survived disaster,but know I'm only half our rhyme. Will any spring or summertimeshine without your teasing whisper?I wish we could go back in time.I hope that you'll forgive my whines.I'm trying to be braverSo lonely being half our rhyme.I feel you near. We're intertwined.Your spirit makes me stronger.I know we can't go back in time.I'll strive to be our private rhyme.”

“My SongSo many memories,and I'm still young.So many dreams, my song's just begun. Sometimes I hearmy private melody grow,then the sound vanishes,but returns, I now know. I've heard my heart break;wounded, I've felt alone,but slowly I learnedto thrive on my own.I want to keep learning, to depend my song;in whatever I work may my best self grow strong.It's still the morning,the green spring of my life.i'm starting my journey,family and friends at my side,my song inside, and love as my guide.My family wonderswhere I will go.I wonder too. I long to discover how to protect the earth, our home,hear world sisters and brothers, who feel so alone.Hearts and hands opento those close and those far,a great family circlewith peace our lodestar.No child should be hungry.All children should read,be healthy and safe,feel hope, learn to lead.It's still the morning,the spring of my lifeI'm starting my journey,family and friends at my side,my song inside,and love as my guide. I'm take wrong turnsand again lose my way.I'll search for wise answers, listen, study and pray.So many memories, and I'm still young.So many dreams; my own song has begun.I'll resist judging othersby their accents and skin,confront my life challenges, improve myself within.Heeding my song-for life's not easy or fair-I'll persist, be a lightresist the snare of despair. Mysteriously,I've grown to feel strong.I'm preparing to lead.I'm composing my song.It's still the morning,the spring of my life.I'm starting my journey, family and friends at my side,my song inside, and love as my guide.”

“Our dreams are our own, and only we can know the effort required to keep them alive.”

“Each of us has an inner dream that we can unfold if we will just have the courage to admit what it is. And the faith to trust our own admission. The admitting is often very difficult.”

“In our dreams we can have our eggs cooked exactly how we want them, but we can't eat them.”

“We look at the world and see what we have learned to believe is there. We have been conditioned to expect... but, as photographers, we must learn to relax our beliefs. ...if you look very intensely and slowly, things will happen that you never dreamed of before.”