He heard the voice that had called to him in dreams, had saved him from the sands and from following his brother into the river.

I've crossed a world of sand and tears in search of you.

Kas was right: a woman could destroy a man. This one could do so, simply by knowing his name. She could do so, simply with her eyes.

He smelled the salt on his own lips and the orange blossoms in her hair. Real ones, he could see now, tucked into the curls with cheap, native combs. The sight of them gave him hope.

Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.And alive, for the first time in his life.

He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it.

Caine was a murderer. A liar. A cad. A skulker in shadows and a heartless wretch. What sort of woman or God would love someone like him?

Kent had begun sleeping with his good eye open, for he knew the mark of sedition when he saw it. Even partway blinded, who could see it better?

There is no more hateful person than a Christian who thinks you’ve got your theology wrong.

Feed my lambs, shepherd my sheep.

The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.

I wish I'd been a mixed infant.

The yoga of discrimination is only practiced once you have started to go into Samadhi.

Your performance gets you promoted. It doesn't matter if you're brown, back or white.

Reason deceives us; conscience, never.

Actors don't necessarily want to be famous or rich or anything else. It's a very bad gamble if that's what you're after.

Because of the wealth of fine music spread through the film, working on it held all the fun and excitement of attending a great concert

On his telepathic understanding with James Worthy- It's almost like we have ESPN.