How much of our lives could we buy back if we cherished our lives instead of our trinkets?

Prejudice locks the mind. Nothing can enter. Nothing true can escape.

When you are faced with prejudice, logic and justice are impotent. Still, we may have an obligation to argue directly into the face of the prejudice, even though there is no chance to win.

It is an anomaly that we can split the atom, but we are nearly powerless to persuade each other to embrace justice.

Nearly every day on the television set the hero cop breaks into the bad guy's house and beats a confession out of him and we cheer on the cop. Propaganda smears our clear vision. It causes us to accept the diminishment of our constitutional protections as something to be lauded - after all, the cop was protecting us.

The stain of prejudice is often indelible.

To freely bloom - that is my definition of success.