In the bush, trust no one you don't know.

In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage- to know who we are and where we have come from. Without this enriching knowledge, there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness.

Unless we learn from history, we are destined to repeat it. This is no longer merely an academic exercise, but may contain our worlds fate and our destiny.

The anti-blackness has generated new forms of youth involvement in anti-whiteness, which in some cases is appalling.

I get interviewed a lot, and I found myself listening to what the interviewer is asking me, I'm analyzing what I'm being asked more than my response.

I don't know anywhere in the world where there is not racism against somebody.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.