When you get up in the morning, you merely put on your clothes. When a colored man gets up in the morning, he puts on his armor.

...one of my motivating forces has been to recreate the world I know into a world I wish I could be in. Hence my optimism and happy endings.

I hate, loathe, and despise Christmas. It's a time when single people have to take cover or get out of town.

I don't see black people as victims even though we are exploited. Victims are flat, one- dimensional characters, someone rolled over by a steamroller so you have a cardboard person. We are far more resilient and more rounded than that. I will go on showing there's more to us than our being victimized. Victims are dead.

it is amazing how all our paths of rebellion tend to lead us straight back home.

When you get up in the morning, you merely put on your clothes. When a colored man gets up in the morning, he puts on his armor.

I marvel at the many ways we, as black people, bend but do not break in order to survive. This astonishes me, and what excites me I write about. Everyone of us is a wonder. Everyone of us has a story.