We all have much more in common than we have difference. I would say that about people all over the world. They don't know how much in common that they have

Anytime a child is born, the old people look in his face and ask him if he's the One.

A myth is an old lie that people believe in. White people believe that they're better than anyone else on earth - and that's a myth.

And that's all we are Jefferson, all of us on this earth, a piece of drifting wood. until we - each of us, individually- decide to become something else. I am still that piece of drifting wood, and those out there are no better. But you can be better.

I try to write something that would interest anybody and keep them turning the page. You must have a plot and good storyline.

I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to say something about home.

Sometimes you got to hurt something to help something. Sometimes you have to plow under one thing in order for something else to grow.