Love is reverence, and worship, and glory, and the upward glance. Not a bandage for dirty sores.

Sometimes it comes down to a split second decision.

Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.

That voice in your head. Your inner dialogue. It’s not white or black. It’s the holy voice of God. That’s as far as we’d have to look into each other to see the universal beauty of the human soul. Racism and bigotry would vanish. And maybe we’d experience more mutual respect, acceptance of individuality, and strong support for personal freedom. That’s what I’d hope for.

– Southern euphemism

I’m not saying I’m gonna change the world, but I guarantee that I will spark the brain that will change the world.

At night, here in the playground, the ghosts have voices.

Racial struggles are never purely racial. They aren’t even fundamentally racial. Most often, race is merely an excuse to mask what is actually a battle over power. Somebody, somewhere, with a big-ass hunk of power, has found it socially strategic to cast people with similar experience as warring opposites. This, I believe, is why they consistently portray black rage as revolutionary and white rage as reactionary. The truth is that both the whites and blacks really hate the government. Condemning one group for ‘hate speech’ while permitting the other group to go wild with it is an effective way to reinforce the impression that these are separate groups on the opposite sides of the battle line.

So dear to heaven is saintly chastity,
That when a soul is found sincerely so,
A thousand liveried angels lackey her,
Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt.