A Native American elder once described his own inner struggles in this manner: Inside of me there are two dogs. One of the dogs is mean and evil. The other dog is good. The mean dog fights the good dog all the time. When asked which dog wins, he reflected for a moment and replied, The one I feed the most.

Happiness depends more upon the internal frame of a person's own mind than on the externals in the world.

As I get older, I get smaller. I see other parts of the world I didn't see before. Other points of view. I see outside myself more.

Part of me suspects that I'm a loser, and the other part of me thinks I'm God Almighty.

Until there is a mosaic of perspectives coming from different ethnicities behind the lens, we will continue to have a narrow approach and view of what the world actually looks like.

If there is any one secret of success, it lies in the ability to get the other person's point of view and see things from that person's angle as well as from your own.