I Knew That There Were Black People

One Principle I've Been Fighting For That Doesn't Endear Me To A Lot Of People Is That Black People Can Be Just As Complicated And Screwed Up As White People. Our Motives Can Be Just As Base And Violent. Suffering Does Not Necessarily Ennoble You.

The Sad Truth Is That The Civil Rights Movement Cannot Be Reborn Until We Identify The Causes Of Black Suffering, Some Of Them Self-inflicted. Why Can't Black Leaders Organize Rallies Around Responsible Sexuality, Birth Within Marriage, Parents Reading To Their Children And Students Staying In School And Doing Homework?

I Would Like To Do A Series About Sequencing The Human Genome, And Also Analyze More Human Diversity Among Other Ethnic Groups - A 'faces Of America 2.'

We Must Begin To Understand The Nature Of Intertextuality . . . The Manner By Which Texts Poems And Novels Respond To Other Texts. After All, All Cats May Be Black At Night, But Not To Other Cats.

I First Learned That There Were Black People Living In Some Place Called Other Than The United States In The Western Hemisphere When I Was A Very Little Boy, And My Father Told Me That When He Was A Boy About My Age, He Wanted To Be An Episcopal Priest, Because He So Admired His Priest, A Black Man From Someplace Called Haiti.