“Evil looks like you and I. I know what evil looks like, and I know that it comes in all shades and colors.”

We have tolerance, respect, and equality in our written laws but not in the hearts of some of our people.

Racism is a form of hate. We pass it on to our young people. When we do that, we are robbing children of their innocence.

Now that I’m a parent, I know that my parents were incredibly brave.

I pray for my enemies, that God would forgive them.

Kids come into the world with clean hearts, fresh starts.

My mother and our pastor always said you have to pray for your enemies and people who do you wrong, and that’s what I did.

Love is Love. Better to Love than Hate!!!

Evil isn’t prejudiced. It doesn’t care what you look like; it just wants a place to rest. It’s up to you whether you give it that place.

Learn from these monuments, whether we like them or not, and put them in their context.

When I think about our babies today and them not being safe in school, I think that should be the next civil rights movement, you know, is to ban the assault weapons so that our babies can be safe.

A lot of my strength came from my upbringing.

Bravery knows no age or gender.

Racism is a grown-up disease, and we should stop using our kids to spread it.

Our elders said back then that if Black folks really wanted to see Change, they had to step up to the plate and do it themselves. Somebody has to be First. Will that be you?

Today and Everyday I stand against Injustice and in solidarity with our Asian, Asian-American & Pacific Islander Brothers and Sisters.

We all have a common enemy, and it is evil.

You are worthy no matter what your journey may look like.

When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?

I’m not trying to be Mr. Universe, but I want to stay in shape.

It is not enough that your designs, nay that your actions, are intrinsically good, you must take care they shall appear so.

Most opportunities are disguised as problems.

And I’ve been hurt hurt bad. I might be just twenty-six, but I’m an old woman in disguise twenty-six goin’on sixty-five.

Things aren’t always as they seem – Jesus had to die to rise from the grave.

I’m a big woman. I need big hair.