Everything that is most mine belongs to everyone now.

I've put up with too much, too long, and now I'm just too intelligent, too powerful, too beautiful, too sure of who I am finally to deserve anything less.

I am obsessed with becoming a woman comfortable in her skin.

My weapon has always been language, and I've always used it, but it has changed. Instead of shaping the words like knives now, I think they're flowers, or bridges.

You can't erase what you know. You can't forget who you are.

The beauty of literature is you allow readers to see things through other peoples eyes. All good books do this.

'Hispanic' is English for a person of Latino origin who wants to be accepted by the white status quo. 'Latino' is the word we have always used for ourselves.

If you know two cultures and two languages, that intermediate place, where the two don't perfectly meet, is really interesting.

People know when you're speaking from el corazón. You have that pain. Take that pain and do something with it. That's very powerful.

The world we live in is a house on fire and the people we love are burning.

You don't want somebody who doesn't know his own heart, do you? You'll find someone who's brave enough to love you. Someday. One day. Not today.

New cells are born everyday and old cells die, but they have neither funerals nor birthdays.

If you've seen a clear & worthy vision, you get up every morning to pursue your vision even if you were knocked down the previous day...

The problem is solvable puzzle.

It all happened so fast. The ghetto. The deportation. The sealed cattle car. The fiery altar upon which the history of our people and the future of mankind were meant to be sacrificed.

I basically became a cheerleader because I had a very strict mom. That was my way of being a bad girl.

The myriad things are complete in us. There is no greater joy than to reflect on ourselves and become sincere.

In my view, the critical questions in this era of mass incarceration are: What disturbs us? What seems contrary to expectation? Who do we really care about?

I live on the same street as my family, actually. I live across the road. I'm a real family person!

Quality begins with the intent, which is fixed by management.