But Still, Like Air, I'll Rise

Stormy Or Sunny Days, Glorious Or Lonely Nights, I Maintain An Attitude Of Gratitude.

At Our Best, We're All Teachers

The Plague Of Racism Is Insidious, Entering Into Our Minds As Smoothly And Quietly And Invisibly As Floating Airborne Microbes Enter Into Our Bodies To Find Lifelong Purchase In Our Bloodstreams.

No Sun Outlasts Its Sunset, But Will Rise Again And Bring The Dawn.

I Have Respect For The Past, But I'm A Person Of The Moment.