There are three kinds of men, I realized. There are the non-believers, the make-believers, and the true believers.

Anger cancels good judgment.

If you’re deciding what you believe every day and every day you believe something else, you have nothing to look forward to but chaos.

Remember, your body is the vehicle that your soul is using here on Earth. If you don’t pay attention and take great care with your vehicle, it will break and become useless. Then your soul will be released and return.

Women are one hundred percent emotion. Love them but don’t obey them.” There was a time when I did not fully understand these words. But now I did, realizing that if the women had it their way, they would just remain wrapped up with their man and their sons and daughters all day and nothing would get accomplished. Then of course every man learns that if he doesn’t accomplish anything, the same women who didn’t want you to leave their side would lose their admiration and respect for you.

There’s three type of men you got to avoid at any cost – the police, the army recruiters, the hustlers. They all want your life and that’s all you got.

But how do we get men and women before they are hunted like foxes and trapped like rats and treated like ants to understand the concept of unity, working, building, living together? It seems the Black National Anthem is If it’s broke, don’t fix it.

Don’t care too much, Porsche. Every person you meet will use it against you.

The storyteller is clever and masterful and has already decided exactly what he wants you to think and believe.

At six-fifteen the sun snuck up and mugged the moon.