What happened to your tan?"--Fang "It was dirt." --Max

Good memories are like charms...Each is special. You collect them, one by one, until one day you look back and discover they make a long, colorful bracelet.

Your mind creates your reality. If you expect nothing, you open up the universe to give you options. If you expect the worst, you usually get it.

A friend of mine once defined love as finding someone you can talk to late into the night

Some poeple just don't have what it takes to appreciate a cookie.

Oh great. Yoda captured us.

Who, last time I'd checked, was still on our official archenemy list. (Yes, we have to keep a list. It's kind of sad.)

They call me, The Sharkalator

At that moment I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall.

I don't get a chance to be funny with the thrillers. I like to be funny, and I think I am really funny. So with 'Middle School: The Worst Years of My Life', it was fun to let loose.

I had to give him props, but how annoying of him to be a hero when I was trying so hard to dislike him. It was downright selfish.

Government is a contrivance of human wisdom to provide for human wants. People have the right to expect that these wants will be provided for by this wisdom.

You're believing for more and so through the years God has honored that.

The strongest of us are those that are spiritually strong, and a spiritual warrior is one of vulnerability.

Great is his faith who dares believe his own eyes.

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

I did a book in 1996, an overview of black history. In that process I became more aware of a lot of the black inventors of the 19th century.

I'm no interior decorator, but just I have a feeling that plastic plants in the bathroom... probably not a good idea.

Oh, that the wise from their bright minds would kindle Such lamps within the dome of this dim world That the pale name of priest might shrink and dwindle Into the Hell from which it first was furled.

The passage of time is a continuing thing. At 18, youre going to live forever, and you are definitely not at 52, so that is a recurring topic. I still think its the main stuff.

A small room is enough; a small quantity of food is enough; a few clothes are enough; one lover, a very ordinary man