If you're going to live, leave a legacy. Make a mark on the world that can't be erased.

To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.

We love and lose in China, we weep on England's moors, and laugh and moan in Guinea, and thrive on Spanish shores. We seek success in Finland, are born and die in Maine. In minor ways we differ, in major we're the same.

The plague of racism is insidious, entering into our minds as smoothly and quietly and invisibly as floating airborne microbes enter into our bodies to find lifelong purchase in our bloodstreams.

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

Don't face the day until you've faced God.

I wouldn't trade anything for my story now.