“If truth was a crayon and I had to name it, I would call it dinosaur skin.”
“If truth were a crayon and it was up to me to put a wrapper on it and name it's color, I know just what I would call it-dinosaur skin.”
“If there was a crayon, and I was to put a label on it, I would call it dinosaur skin".-So B. It”
“It was around this time that I started thinking about how skin color defined class. The cowboy movies that fueled the goodness of ‘White’ reinforced attaching ‘darkness’ to a class. I finally took notice that the crayon color called ‘flesh’ did not match mine.”
“Some men name their swords. I've always found that a strange affection. If I had to call it something I would all it "Sharp”
“Don't call me a dinosaur. It isn't fair to the dinosaurs. What did a dinosaur ever do to you?”