- What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up - like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore - And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over - like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags - like a heavy lead.
- Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
- Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.
- Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
- When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
- I swear to the Lord,I still can't see, why democracy means, everybody but me.
- Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.


