If you have to tell them who you are, you aren't anybody.

Sorry, honey, but I haven't worn a nightgown in years.

I put everything I had into it - all my feelings and everything I'd learned in 46 years of living, about family life and fathers and children. And my feelings about racial justice and inequality and opportunity.

What is wrong with keeping guns out of the hands of the wrong people?

What did I do in high school? I grew from 5 feet 4 inches to 6 feet 2 inches.

If you have to tell them who you are, you aren't anybody.

You have to dream, you have to have a vision, and you have to set a goal for yourself that might even scare you a little because sometimes that seems far beyond your reach. Then I think you have to develop a kind of resistance to rejection, and to the disappointments that are sure to come your way.