I don't really agree with the role model thing. People are always saying that athletes shouldn't do X or Y because they are role models.

Because white men can’t police their imaginations, black men are dying.

I want to believe that in any relational moment a person understands that the other person in front of them is just another human being.

You can’t put the past behind you. It’s buried in you; it’s turned your flesh into its own cupboard. Not everything remembered is useful but it all comes from the world to be stored in you.

The past is a life sentence, a blunt instrument aimed at tomorrow.

Define loneliness? Yes. It's what we can't do for each other.

Poetry has no investment in anything besides openness. It's not arguing a point. It's creating an environment.

Sometimes the art pieces I gravitate toward speak to me in terms of narrative, at other times they speak to me in terms of mood.

The worst injury is feeling you don't belong so much / to you.

If you admit to being racist, it says you acknowledge that you are being driven by projections and stereotypes that were formed in the creation of our country. Racism is deeply rooted in America.

Where is the safest place when that place / must be someplace other than in the body?

A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.

A system is corrupt when it is strictly profit-driven, not driven to serve the best interests of its people.

By the way, you don't need the makeup." Puck said.

Maybe he's not coming, ' I whispered to Damar. 'He's crazy after all. Maybe something shiny caught his attention and he forgot about me.

...next to the pleasure of reading a favourite fishing book comes that of persuading a friend to read it too.

The more we exile ourselves from nature, the more we crave its miracle waters.

When a person puts his best foot forward and gets it stepped on, that's life.

A penny saved is better than a penny earned.

Just advertising departments with legs and high heels.

The chilling truth is that his story could have been mine. The tragedy is that my story could have been his.