I speak to the black experience, but I am always talking about the human condition- about what we can endure, dream, fail at, and still survive.

I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life's a bitch. You've got to go out and kick ass.

If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.

I have found that among its other benefits, giving liberates the soul of the giver.

As a consequence of the slavish 'categoryitis' the scientifically illogical, and as we shall see, often meaningless questions 'Where do you live?' 'What are yo…

Twenty or thirty years ago, in the army, we had a lot of obscure adventures, and years later we tell them at parties, and suddenly we realize that those two ve…

the little death. What would or could be left of a human being after such an experience?