Since the Lugard blunder of 1914, Nigeria has been living like the trinitarian Godhead: Igbo, Yoruba and Hausa - all in one supposedly united nation-state.

Some days are like this, when I am hungry and cannot eat, when I am tired and cannot rest, when the end seems to have come though life is only just beginning.

The power and art of the waterfalls is like the magic of sex.

It remains in the power of man to say yes to love and no to everything else.

Let us not be like two priests quarreling over a parish or bowing to Voltaire's quip that a priest must envy the other.

This is nothing but living faith: a man reaching out to self actualization at all costs.

Courage is everything, and power is the aftermath, the veritable dividend thereof.

We do not do things because others are doing them; we do things because we can, and love to.

Faced with the option of worrying and having faith, the latter is the medically preferred.

Poetry really is compact business.