A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind.
An adolescent is both an impulsive child and a self-starting adult.
Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.
Forgiveness is like faith. You have to keep reviving it.
Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
Imagination has rules, but we can only guess what they are.
We cannot gamble with anything so sacred as money.
I worry that track is going to enter into an impossibly complicated stage, where our understanding of the complexities of human physiology - and our ability to accentuate and exploit them - is going to make the notion of pure competition impossible.
I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me. " He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.
Our dehumanization of the Negro then is indivisible from our dehumanization of ourselves; the loss of our own identity is the price we pay for our annulment of his.