There are people in the world for whom "coming along" is a perpetual process, people who are destined never to arrive.

A liberal: someone who thinks he knows more about your experience than you do.

My friend was about to introduce me when she looked at me and smiled and said, "Whose little boy are you?"

The world is before you, and you need not take it or leave it as it was when you came in.

Money, it turned out, was exactly like sex, you thought of nothing else if you didn't have it and thought of other things if you did.

The only thing that white people have that black people need, or should want, is power-and no one holds power forever.

If we do not now dare everything, the fulfillment of that prophecy, re-created from the Bible in song by a slave, is upon us: God gave Noah the rainbow sign. No more water, fire next time.