When they kept you out it was because you were black; when they let you in, it is because you are black. That's progress?

We got a little stale and let them get back into it, but we kept our heads just like we did at (the North) Judson (Sectional). We were able to hold our ground pretty good.

Off the bat, I played bad. But I didn't let that get to me. I just kept scrambling.

Anyone determined to find another person or group inferior can always find whole lists of grounds that demonstrate inferiority because we are all inferior to the ideals of humanness we have erected.

I hate discussions of feminism that end up with who does the dishes, she said. So do I. But at the end, there are always the damned dishes.

Oh, God, why don't I remember that a little chaos is good for the soul?