I think the business community knows that half the world's oil reserves are gone. All the low-hanging fruit has been picked, and now there's the scramble for what remains.

I think people involved with institutions find it harder to know the time to go than the time to come.

I got a chance to be in a society where the barriers between classes - social and economic - are not insuperable, where money is not everything all the time.

You plant twenty coconut trees over here, and twenty coconut trees over there, and you water this batch and don't water that batch. Of the batch you water, nineteen will survive and one will die. Of the batch you don't water, nineteen will die and one will survive.

Black people in America have to, for their own protection, develop a defense mechanism, and I just grew terribly tired of it.

Where does a black soul go to rest?

For anyone who is not white in America, the affronts are virtually across the board.