“We all have our alloted portions of black and white paint; how we lay it on is a question of temperament.”

“In the end, we all die. This is not of question. Inarguable. No mystery lay here. The mystery dwells in two questions: How long will our story be, and of what will the pages read?”

“Curse ruthless time! Curse our mortality. How cruelly short is the allotted span for all we must cram into it!”

“Fo’ it be so clear to me now, with my family being black an white, that though we blacks have it very hard fo’ very long, we don’t own suffering. Abuse, slavery, injustice, an tribulation be part of human living. An if there be a question that be worth axing, rather than it be bout white or black, we might be wanting to ax how come it’s always us humans who be suffering an be mean to one another. We might want a be axing that instead. From: "Accidents of Birth Trilogy”

“Our culture has made us all the same. No one is truly white or black or rich, anymore. We all want the same. Individually, we are nothing.”

“This is how humans are: We question all our beliefs, except for the ones that we really believe in, and those we never think to question.”