Some Things We Must Pass Over In

Her Touch Was As Knowing And Confident As Her Eyes, And As She Focused All Her Attention Upon Me, I Remembered That There Is Nothing So Thrilling As A Woman Of Words When She Decides That The Time For Words Is Past.

Sooner Or Later. It Had Better Be Sooner. Later Is Like The Horizon; It Recedes As You Approach.

The Terrible Truth Is That Brutality Is Part Of Human Nature, And All The Laws In The World Can't Neuter It.

Some Things We Must Pass Over In Silence.

My Mother, A Teacher, Encouraged Me To Use My Creativity As An Actual Way To Make A Living, And My Father, A Mississippi Physician, Did Two Things. First, He Taught Me That All Human Beings Should Be Treated Equally Because No One Is Better Than Anyone Else, And He Never Pressured Me To Become A Doctor.