I had two roles for which I compromised.

I never had an occasion to question color, therefore, I only saw myself as what I was... a human being.

Accept that environment compromises values far more than values do their number on environment.

The older we get the less afraid we are.

We suffer pain, we hang tight to hope, we nurture expectations, we are plagued occasionally by fears, we are haunted by defeats and unrealized hopes . . . The hoplessness of which I speak is not limited.

I set my star so high that I would constantly be in motion toward it.

But I always had the ability to say no. That's how I called my own shots.