We have to have pride in not just one people but all people.

Gun violence is real. People don't come back.

Mama gives you money for Sunday school, you trade yours for candy after church is through.

We're stuck in fear and in not wanting to cross that most important bridge of understanding that we're more alike or not. We all cry, we all laugh.

Until we Dream of Life and Life becomes a Dream.

My mother had a rule, obviously, that I couldn't go across the street by myself, but I had to find a way of doing it.

Handicaps are really to be used another way to benefit yourself and others.