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.

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.

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

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.

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

And we all know how ladies get minks . . .”Popsy and Sandra chorused the answer together. “The same way minks get minks!

Morino: What does the kidnapper do with those things?Yuka: Those things?Morino: You know, the stinky things with four legs that make a lot of

When I met Jean I felt God reach down out of the sky pull my hair and say "This one dummy."

Reading is important. If you know how to read then the whole world opens up to you

But she had that laugh, and the sound of it was so beautiful that when you heard it, it was as if your eyes saw her through your ears and she was transformed.

You won't see Moonves on Twitter.

I like tattoos. I'm gonna be covered. I'm not going to touch my face or under the chin on the neck: it's my least favorite place.

In sharp contrasts to traditional art, modern art does not hide the fact that it is something made and produced: on the contrary, it underscores the fact.

'Be alive,' the land says, 'listen - this is your time, your world, your pleasure.'

I'm gonna catch you with your head down tonight. I'm gonna take it off.