The road to publication is like a churro - long and bumpy, but sweet.

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

In the end....everything matters.

Life is a divine adventure.

Back at home I spent so much time on my own, but never once felt lonely. Here, even though I see hundreds more people each day, I've never felt lonelier.

Every word you have ever uttered, is engraved upon my heart.

Truth is, I wouldn't know a gigabyte from a snakebite.

I'm a very good sleeper.

We all think there is a formula, (but) as long as we love our children, that's really the only solid thing I know that works across the board.

A little folly is desirable in him that will not be guilty of stupidity.

To change the world we must be good to those who cannot repay us.

What justice would there be to take this life? Justice, gentlemen? Why, I would just as soon put a hog in the electric chair as this.

I guess cause i'm black boy, I'm supposed to say 'peace', sing songs, and get capped on.