I always wanted to be someone better the next day than I was the day before.
I have always been a learner because I knew nothing.
So much of life, it seems to me, is determined by pure randomness.
Far as I can tell, I still have most of my hair, my gut is not hanging over my belt, and I still have all of my teeth.
We all suffer from the preoccupation that there exists... in the loved one, perfection.
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.