Because we were not in our country, we could not use our own languages, and so when we spoke our voices came out bruised.

I am starting to talk fast now, and I have to remember to slow down because when I get excited, I start to sound like myself and my American accent goes away.

Running and chanting, the word change in the air like it's something you can grab and put in your mouth and sink your teeth into.

And they had nothing, except of course memories, their own, and those passed down by their mothers and mothers' mothers. A nation's memory.

this place doesn't look like my America

That's what you do in America: you smile at people you don't know and you smile at people you don't even like and you smile for no reason.

You want Change, today we'll show you Change!Here's your democracy, your human rights, eat it, eat eat eat!

[Jesus Christ] used to have blue eyes but I painted them brown like mine and everybody’s, to make him normal.

...and the women spread their ntsaroz and sit on one side, the men on the other, like they are two different rivers that are not supposed to meet.

I am careful not to look anyone in the face because I don't want them to see the shame in my eyes, and I also don't want to see the laughter in theirs.

And so the spirits just gazed at us with eyes milked dry of care.

Words, Kaden. Only lost unsaid words that added up to good-bye.

A gentleman is one who doesn't and can't forgive himself for self-committed mistake even if others forget it and the self-criticism is a mark of his right attitude towards life.

I never believed that Nixon could fully resurrect himself. And the proof of that was in the obits.

Indeed, most magicians catch the bug as kids. My first audience was my family in Long Island. My first 'assistant' was my mother, whom I levitated on a broom in our living room.

I played football with my whole body - My hands, my head, my face. I did it all.

Sometimes I see me dead in the rain.

I've certainly long described myself as an activist. But an agitator? Well, yes, that too, I think.

No one ever fell under the burden of the day; it is only when the burden of tomorrow is added that the load becomes unbearable.

I have a regret that the entire discussion [with El Chapo]... ignores its purpose, which was to try to contribute to this discussion about the policy in the War on Drugs.

When you nag, you become the problem, he deals with it by turning you out, but when you don't nag, he deals with the problem.