“My identity might begin with the fact of my race, but it didn't, couldn't end there. At least that's what I would choose to believe.”
“Then, a life was ending. Here, one was about to begin. I didn't believe in signs. But it was hard to ignore the fact that someone, somewhere, might have wanted me to go through this again and see there was another outcome.”
“Things couldn't end if she didn't let them begin.”
“But in the end she merely shrugged, knowing at the very least it would be interesting. Knowing, in her gut, it might just be the beginning.”
“Not "I'm sorry,Ericka," or "I suck," or "I lost all the feeling in my fingers and couldn't dial a telephone." Nothing!I can't believe what I'm hearing.In fact, I can't believe what I'm not hearing.”
“I am a believer in free will. If my dog chooses to hate the whole human race except myself, it must be free to do so.”