So many dreams, so many disappointments, so many promises. And in the end, they all just vanish.
Baseball was socially relevant, and so was my rebellion against it.
I was told by the general manager that a white player had received a higher raise than me. Because white people required more money to live than black people. That is why I wasn't going to get a raise.
I lost money, coaching jobs, a shot at the Hall of Fame. But when you weigh that against all the things that are really and truly important, things that are deep inside you, then I think I've succeeded.
I am pleased that God made my skin black - but I wish He had made it thicker.
A well-paid slave is nonetheless a slave.
There is no such thing as bragging. You're either lying or telling the truth.
First,” he said, coming behind me and placing his hands on the counter, just outside of mine, “choose your tomato. ” He dipped his head so his mouth was at my ear. His breath was warm, tickling my skin. “Good. Now pick up the knife. ” “Does the chef always stand this close?” I asked, not sure if I liked or feared the flutter his closeness caused inside me. “When he’s revealing culinary secrets, yes.
Lozen is my right hand. . . strong as a man , braver than most, and cunning in strategy, Lozen is a shield to her people.
I busted a mirror and got seven years bad luck, but my lawyer thinks he can get me five.
Today, because photography exercises such a profound influence upon the study of art, we tend to disregard the way in which prints continue to function as information.