I swear to the Lord, I still can't see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.

I've known rivers: I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.

Harriet Tubman lived to see the harvest.

Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love. I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.

It has seemed to me that most people are generally good, in every race and in every country where I have been.