I carefully returned the files to my mother’s drawer and left the house with one objective: find Christina Georgia.

I tell you this true story just to prove that I can. That my frailty has not yet reached a point at which I can no longer tell a true story.

Think of me that way, " he continued. A slight shimmer glinted acrosse his eyes. "In a sense, I'm giving my life for those...I care about. A sacrifice you might say.

Everyone thinks because you're from the south you know everyone down there, but it's not like that; I never knew nothing about no Mississippi.

I so desperately wanted to be Mr. Somebody. Instead, I was the little brother, included to a point.

There was a difference between loving someone and being in love

How people keep correcting us when we are young! There is always some bad habit or other they tell us we ought to get over. Yet most bad habits are tools to help us through life.

Children require long, uniterrupted periods of play and exploration

Where they come from matters. They're products of particular places and environments.

We live in what virtually amounts to a museum - which does not happen to a lot of people.

It is not special to be special, it's special to be ordinary