Forgiveness works two ways, in most instances. People have to forgive themselves too. The powerful have to forgive themselves for their behavior. That should be a sacred process.

I couldn't adjust to the racism in Florida. It was so blatant... I had never been so described as Florida described me.

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.

I had chosen to use my work as a reflection of my values.

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.

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