Here I am, a product of something really vicious, product of the Atlantic slave trade. And yet, I give nary a thought to some of the awful things happening right now in the world.

None of us seem to think that we should draw a line under what would be a satisfactory amount of wealth.

I was given a dictionary when I was seven, and I read it because I had nothing else to read. I read it the way you read a book.

When I write a book, I hope to be beyond mortal by the time I'm finished.

People don't make changes because things are wonderful.

I'll read anything. In fact, I'll read while I'm doing other things, which is not a good idea.

I know that the fantastic amount of profit that people want to make on anything is damaging. And that none of us seem able to resist it.