America is not nearly done. We're only in the beginning. Who knows who we will be? Who knows... what color we will be? It is all something that, maybe, our descendants - if they survive that long - will see.
What the mind doesn't understand, it worships or fears.
I have never felt that the one thing that I am 'known for' is what I am.
You know, one race will not be a survivor if the other one dies, and that's something that we should think about.
Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.
I'm the most stubborn person I know.
