“We both keep walking in the desert, following a fragile dream of America.”

“The story rolls along like drumbeats from house to house.”

“I have slipped out of Africa for a breath of time.”

“I would like you to see the Africa moon.”

“My mother hold my exhausted body to her bones. This roar is our first sound of freedom.”

“Repeat after me... life... it's only a movie.”

“Odd, some might think. Why someone would need to travel so far to find oneself. Surely a look in the mirror would suffice, and wouldn’t that be cheaper too? But the mirror lies, and the eyes that do the looking conspire too.”