It's very advanced of you to have accepted my mortality so fatalistically.
People try to make a Greek tragedy of my life, and they can't do it. I'm too happy.
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.
The wars of today, the terrorism of today, are the result of injustice, and that injustice is the Outcome of our greedy, selfish, competitive way of working through commercialization and market forces.
Egotism exists everywhere, but it has a different flavor in England, where the tabloid culture goes much deeper. It's just the indulgence of vulgarity, the wallowing in vulgarity. As with everything English, there's a sort of irony to it. They write a great deal about these trivial people who have a certain eminence, always with a bit of, "Isn't it ridiculous that we are writing about this person?"
Dancing? You, Poppy?" Marianne shook her head slowly. I never thought. . . " Rose looked concerned. She even felt Poppy's head for fever, but Poppy shook her off. "I don't know about you, Rose, but I'm done letting creatures like Under Stone and the Corley dictate my life. I enjoy dancing, and I will blasted well dance at my wedding!" "Poppy! Language!" Poppy didn't answer; she just threw her arms around Christian and kissed him soundly.
I don't believe UPA government did nothing; they did whatever they could and they deserve appreciation for whatever good they did.