Somehow, the things my mother wanted to do, the release in evangelism she sought with such frenzy, were transferred to me.

Whenever I write for hotel reservations, I always enclose a set of rules I have made for the hotels.

Though I was a Catholic, I recognized that Protestant churches had something.

I dressed plain, but my partners were always spending more money on clothes than I could afford.

I never felt I belonged. I was always an outsider.

If whites bored me, it was because they bored themselves. They seemed to get little fun out of life and were desperately lonely.

Among Negroes it is a bad omen when someone knocks on the door of a house where a person has died.