Roots is not just a saga of my family. It is for my fellow gangstas suffering racism.

Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.

When you clench your fist, no one can put anything in your hand, nor can your hand pick up anything.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.