Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.

Globalization by the way of McDonald’s and KFC has captured the hearts, the minds, and from what I can see through the window, the growing bellies of the folks here.

The truth is usually left for us to hunt and gather independently, if we are so inclined.

Are Latino-Americans white? Black? Other? Illegal aliens from Mars? Or are we the very face of America?

I have never bought into the idea that blood is thicker than water. Love and respect are meant to be earned from our children, our spouses, our families, and our friends.

When we illuminate the road back to our ancestors, they have a way of reaching out, of manifesting themselves...sometimes even physically.

This thing I am feeling, I’m almost certain, is the closest I’ll ever come to standing somewhere in between truth and reconciliation.

Even the juncture in history and the zeitgeist we live in is something we choose, setting the scene for the spiritual fodder we need to grow and achieve deeper elevation of our souls.

While America will always, I think, feel foreign to me, New York City is my home. This is where I can construct my own identity freely and reject labels imposed on me.

For some, excavating the past isn’t an adventure, it’s more akin to tearing a Band-Aid off an open wound.

Your life is a witness to the world of a loving savior and His redemptive plan for man.

Winning without honor, is worse than a resounding defeat.

In America few people will trust you unless you are irreverent.

To read and write will help you understand life. . .to sew and mend will help you survive it.

The most terrifying thing that ever happened to me was that Keith Moon decided he liked me.

What's great about being a character actor is you know that you can survive forever. It's not about the gloss of your eyebrows.

In a lethal world, poetry is necessary for survival.

Sometimes the best results come when you are thrown in the deep end.

All the pathos and irony of leaving one’s youth behind is thus implicit in every joyous moment of travel

I wore my same look for six years. My hat and glasses - people recognize me now.