We worshipped in the temple of cutthroat competition, and so some cooked the books, because the treasure is so great.

I think it is a good exercise to ask oneself, "How would I have wanted to be treated?"

I wonder whether they have rum and Coke in Heaven? Maybe it's too mundane a pleasure, but I hope so -- as a sundowner. Except, of course, the sun never goes down there. Oh, man, this heaven is going to take some getting used to.

If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn’t worship that God.

I've never doubted that apartheid - because it was of itself fundamentally, intrinsically evil - was going to bite the dust eventually.

You are not an afterthought, you are not an accident.

When I care about black liberation, it is because I care about white liberation.