“A mental health crises should not end in death.”

I will keep the faith that you have placed in me.

I will be the president who appeals to the best for the country not the worst.

Our nation was founded on a simple idea: we’re all created equal.

Violence against women is an epidemic that must be stopped.

Anything less is a failure of a president’s most important duty: to care for the American people.

We get to decide what the future of this country looks like. We get to choose hope.

We have one shot. One opportunity. One moment.

My faith has always taught me that all people deserve to be treated equally.

I am ready to get to work and restore the soul of the nation.

Contrary to what our president believes, masks make a big difference.

We’ll fight through this crisis together, and emerge stronger than ever.

We need a president who listens to someone other than himself.

Together, we’re going to beat COVID-19.

Choose unity over division.

If you’re sick, if you’re struggling, if you’re worried about how you’re going to get through the day – we will not abandon you. We will not leave you to face these challenges alone.

You have the power to steer our country to a brighter future.

Only the foolish, blinded by language’s conventions, think of fire as red or gold. Fire is blue at it’s melancholy rim, green in it’s envious heart. It may burn white, or even, in it’s greatest rages, black.

Which is probably the reason why I work exclusively in black and white to highlight that contrast.

What seems to me white, I will believe black if the hierarchical Church so defines.

I do remember being teased by my cousins on my mom’s side for not being black enough. And then I’d spend the summer with my dad and be sent to all white summer camps where I was ‘that black girl.’

I’ve changed the way I look a bit but not intentionally. I’ve cut my hair. I’ve got a bit of pink in it and lately I’ve become a bit monochrome, wearing a lot of black and white.

Blue green orange red. I could eat all the colors of the rainbow and still see life in black-and-white reruns I’ve watched a thousand times. – rumination.

I don’t like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.

We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.