“The ability to dream is all I have to give. That is my responsibility; that is my burden. And even I grow tired.”

“I'm tired of being responsible for other people's misery. I can't even put up with my own.”

“It is not my ability, but my response to God’s ability, that counts.”

“Am I a mindless fool? My life is a fragment, a disconnected dream that has no continuity. I am so tired of senselessness. I am tired of the music that my feelings sing, the dream music.”

“I am the biggest fan of my dreams. If I give up on myself, then my dreams have died...I will not let that happen.”

“People always say that I didn't give up my seat because I was tired, but that isn't true. I was not tired physically, or no more tired than I usually was at the end of a working day. I was not old, although some people have an image of me as being old then. I was forty-two. No, the only tired I was, was tired of giving in.”