Secrets...are the very root of cool.

That's something that tends to happen with new technologies generally: The most interesting applications turn up on a battlefield, or in a gallery.

My mother was always supportive.

Montgomery's unique role in the domestic slave trade was that it was the first community that had a rail line that connected the Deep South to the mid-Atlantic region.

[...]there is no injustice in God. The injustice lies in Christians who possess the gospel and refuse to give their lives to making it known among those who haven't heard.

If you love what you do, it won't be work.

It is not events that disturb the minds of men, but the view they take of them.

But even so, we're not devils, let alone gods. We're human. We're human!

I sang in art school, just to get money to smoke.

You know, I don't ask myself too much how. I just do it.

Take possession of the air, submit the elements, penetrate the last redoubts of nature, make space retreat, make death retreat.