I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.

To me, travel is more valuable than any stupid piece of bling money can buy

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

A mother isn’t the person who births you; it’s the person who rears you and shows you love.

Support and encouragement are found in the most unlikely places.

This thing I am feeling, I’m almost certain, is the closest I’ll ever come to standing somewhere in between truth and reconciliation.