see chains on another person and be glad they are not your own--such was the good fortune permitted colored people, defined by how much worse it could be at any moment.

Men start off good and then the world makes them mean. The world is mean from the start and gets meaner every day. It uses you up until you only dream of death.

Now that she had run away and seen a bit of the country, Cora wasn't sure the document described anything real at all. America was a ghost in the darkness, like her.

Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.

Resentment was the hinge of her personality.

That is how the European tribes operate, she said, If they can't control it, they destroy it.

Slavery is a sin when whites were put to the yoke, but not the African. All men are created equal, unless we decide you are not a man.

From the trunk of their scheme, choices and decisions sprouted like branches and shoots.

What a world it is, Cora thought, that makes a living prison into your only haven. Was she out of bondage or in its web: how to describe the status of a runaway?

White man trying to kill you slow every day, and sometimes trying to kill you fast. Why make it easy for him? That was one kind of work you could say no to.

Racial prejudice rotted one's faculties, he said.

Traveling light gives me a way to set down what would otherwise be the baggage of someone else' decision to cling to a well-worn path.

It's never too late to create!

It's so strange how one day you can be on this earth, and the next day not.

I am near fourteen and have never yet seen a hanging. My life is barren.

So many people have so many problems. When you think that health is wealth, you're so grateful just to be normal, more or less. Aren't you?

The ordinary man is involved in action, the hero acts. An immense difference.

There are things that directors know about me that people shouldn't know.

The San Francisco Tape Music Centre was a kind of collective non-profit that my friends and I got started so that we could pool our equipment and make tape music.

Those who have come here to hate should leave now; for in their hate, they only betray themselves.

Our mind is enriched by what we receive, our heart by what we give.