I don't know if I want White America to remember or fortoget that Jesus Christ was the first non-violent revolutionary.

My dad passed away...and suddenly I found myself at the top of the tree and looking at the sky instead of at my mom and dad.

It was then I knew I'd had enough, Burned my credit card for fuel Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand With a one-way ticket to the land of truth And my suitcase in my hand

Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them. And I try to forgive them anyway I can.

You know how the press is: If I mention one mistake, that's the only thing that bothers me unless I mention all the other ones.

I may not be the devil, but I know just how he feels.

People who agree with you already agree with you -- you don't change peoples minds.