When I write, I tend to twist my hair. Something for my small mind to do, I guess.

Continue to plant a kiss of concern on the cheek of the sick and the aged and infirm and count that actions as natural and to be expected.

It is this belief in a power larger than myself and other than myself which allows me to venture into the unknown and even the unknowable.

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.

If I'm going to a new country, I try to learn something about the language and the culture, so I don't just go bumbling over things.

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise. I rise. I rise.

I think the more we know the better we are. I mean not just facts. The more we know about each other, the closer we are to learn something about our selves.