I was a gift to my mother. She was a remarkable person. God or nature, or whatever those forces are, smiled on her, then passed me the best of her.

I was fortunate enough to have been raised to a certain point before I got into the race thing. I had other views of what a human is, so I was never able to see racism as the big question. Racism was horrendous, but there were other aspects to life.

A good deed here, a good deed there, a good thought here, a good comment there, all added up to my career in one way or another.

We all suffer from the preoccupation that there exists... in the loved one, perfection.

I wouldn't change a single thing, because one change alters every moment that follows it.

I was a gift to my mother. She was a remarkable person. God or nature, or whatever those forces are, smiled on her, then passed me the best of her.

True 'joy' is the difference between just amusing ourselves to death and creating 'meaningful' pleasure.