A Tourist Is An Ugly Human Being.

Like Father Like Son, Like Mother Like Daughter!

Friendship Is A Simple Thing, And Yet Complicated; Friendship Is On The Surface, Something Natural, Something Taken For Granted, And Yet Underneath One Could Find Worlds.

But No Longer Could I Aks God What To Do, Since The Answer, I Was Sure, Would Not Suit Me. I Could Do What Suited Me Know, As Long As I Could Pay For It. 'as Long As I Could Pay For It.' That Phrase Soon Became The Tail That Wagged My Dog. If I Had Died Then, It Should Have Been My Epigraph.

I'm Very Aware That We Make These Decisions Toward Love Or Hate Every Day. I Certainly Don't Have The Stamina To Live Through Each Day Making Only The Noblest Decisions.

The Strange Thing About My Life Is That I Came To America At About The Time When Racial Attitudes Were Changing. This Was A Big Help To Me. Also, The People Who Were Most Cruel To Me When I First Came To America Were Black Americans. They Made Absolute Fun Of The Way I Talked, The Way I Dressed. I Couldn't Dance. The People Who Were Most Kind And Loving To Me Were White People. So What Can One Make Of That? Perhaps It Was A Coincidence That All The People Who Found Me Strange Were Black And All The People Who Didn't Were White.