I Was Born In A Slum, But

We Reveal Our Joys And Successes, We Conceal Our Pain.

I Want To Make America Better!

I'm Too Mature To Be Angry.

If There Are Occasions When My Grape Turned Into A Raisin And My Joy Bell Lost Its Resonance, Please Forgive Me. Charge It To My Head And Not To My Heart.

We Must Know The Difference Between Sweat And Tears. Sweat Is Wet. Tears Are Wet. Sweat Is Salty. Tears Are Salty. But Progress Comes Through Sweat. Progress Never Came Through Tears.