I Had Gone To Europe . .

A Person Has To Be Busy To Be Alive.

Prejudice: Sometimes It's Like A Hair Across Your Cheek. You Can't See It, You Can't Find It With Your Fingers, But You Keep Brushing At It Because The Feel Of It Is Irritating.

When I Sing, I Don't Want Them To See That My Face Is Black; I Don't Want Them To See That My Face Is White - I Want Them To See My Soul. And That Is Colorless.

Prayer Begins Where Human Capacity Ends.

You Lose A Lot Of Time, Hating People.