I technically live in the desert - Los Angeles being an artificial oasis - but my interest stems even farther to my… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Everything I write now might have roots in myths, often disguised,often dissolved into new multi-ethnic myths of my own making. — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“Patriotism is a thing difficult to put into words. It is neither precisely an emotion nor an opinion, nor a mandate, but… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Why is wisdom so fair? Why is beauty so wise? Because all else is temporary, while beauty and wisdom are the only real and… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland. The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
It does not take a great supernatural heroine or magical hero to save the world.We all save it every day, and we all destroy… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Here's a new 'Blessing' for our time -- 'May Anderson Cooper never be sent to report on your town! — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
When you wake up from a dream you have only a few precious moments before the details of the dream begin to dissipate and… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“It's a fact— everyone is ignorant in some way or another. Ignorance is our deepest secret. And it is one of the scariest things… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first,… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“Meditation is a mysterious method of self-restoration. It involves “shutting” out the outside world, and by that means sensing the universal “presence” which is,… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air. It rings to announce endings and beginnings. And it rings because there is… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Unlike a fountain that circulates the same water in an enclosed, perpetually recycling system, a human being circulates thoughts in an unlimited reservoir of… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
I've always been creative verbally, had a flair, my teachers said - wrote great expository essays in elementary school, scribbled little poems, embraced all… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
