In Stamps the segregation was so complete that most Black children didn't really, absolutely know what whites looked like.

We all have that possibility, that potential and that promise of seeing beyond the seeming.

We write for the same reason that we walk, talk, climb mountains or swim the oceans - because we can. We have some impulse within us that makes us want to explain ourselves to other human beings.

As long as you're breathing, it's never too late to do some good.

I would ask every man and every woman who's had the blessing of having children, 'Would you deny your son or your daughter the ecstasy of finding someone to love?' To love someone takes a lot of courage. So how much more is one challenged when the love is of the same sex and the laws say, 'I forbid you from loving this person'?

One isn't born with courage. One develops it by doing small courageous things.

On the day of your birth, the Creator filled countless storehouses, set aside for your use and yours alone.