So Be Patient. Do Not

What Could Be More Lonely Than To Be Enveloped In Silence, To Be The Last Of Your People To Speak Your Native Tongue, To Have No Way To Pass On The Wisdom Of The Elders, To Anticipate The Promise Of The Children. This Tragic Fate Is Indeed The Plight Of Someone Somewhere Roughly Every Two Weeks.

The Measure Of A Society Is Not Only What It Does But The Quality Of Its Aspirations.

You Know, Once Something Freezes, It's Solid. That's The Key To The Arctic - They Didn't Fear The Cold, They Made Use Of It.

Mining In Bc's Sacred Headwaters Is Like Drilling For Oil In The Sistine Chapel

All Cultures Through All Time Have Constantly Been Engaged In A Dance With New Possibilities For Life. Change Is The One Constant In Human History.