I marvel at the many ways we, as black people, bend but do not break.

It is true that no one can harm the person who wears armor. But no one can help him either.

Everyone of us is a wonder. Everyone of us has a story.

First it is necessary to stand on your own two feet. But the minute a man finds himself in that position, the next thing he should do is reach out his arms.

...one of my motivating forces has been to recreate the world I know into a world I wish I could be in. Hence my optimism and happy endings.

The boys think they can all be athletes, and the girls think they can all be singers. That's the way to fame and success. ...as a group blacks must give up their illusions.

The most amazing thing about little children ... was their fantastic adaptability.

I sometimes think humor and satire are more effective techniques for expressing social statements than direct comment.

it is amazing how all our paths of rebellion tend to lead us straight back home.

Writing is harder than anything else; at least starting to write is.

When you get up in the morning, you merely put on your clothes. When a colored man gets up in the morning, he puts on his armor.

Taste is the enemy of creativeness.

Michael B. Jordan is actually cool. He's like the homie. I'm actually talking to him. He reached out to me a while ago and just showing love for the music after 'TRaPSOUL' dropped.

War must never be a condition but, rather, a temporary scourge which we suffer as a child does a fever, knowing that health follows the long night of pain and that peace is health.

The art of living is always to make a good thing out of a bad thing.

"Centurion" is probably one of my favorites [of RZA Day ].

No movie influenced me more to go after my dreams than 'Flashdance.' After seeing it, I took 15 dance lessons a week. I cut all my sweatshirts. I did the 'Maniac' thing.

In sports, teams win and individuals don't.

I've been thinking so much about writing as a gift to readers - and how newness of subject (place or topic or person) is one of the biggest gifts at our disposal.

Forever," Edward echoed in my ear. I couldn't speak anymore. I lifted my head and kissed him with a passion that might possibly set the forest on fire. I wouldn't have noticed.