“I stay cool, and dig all jive,That's the way I stay alive.My motto, as I live and learn, isDig and be dugIn return.”

“They stayed with my mum.""That's... weird.""Not really. Mum is cool, easy to get along with."I raise a teasing eyebrow. "So where did YOU guys stay?""Where we always stay." He stares back solemnly. "In our very separate dormitories.”

“How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice? How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness? Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride? Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease, until He returns?”

“I just had to stay cool. Zen. No punching in the face. Punching would not be Zen.”

“But I dig Negroes. I dig them all the way.”

“... I stayed because running seemed too strange and too complicated. All I knew was how to fall back, find a patch of solid ground, and then dig my heels in and fight to start over.”