“The African is here and to stay. How came he to our shores? Ask your grandfathers, Mr. Anonymous, and if they will tell the truth you will or should blush for the crimes.”

“Should I pull on a shirt?" he asked with hint of amusement. I WILL NOT BLUSH. "No." He'd be doing the world a favor if he never wore a shirt again, but I wasn't going to tell him that part. "You're fine.”

“What scientific truth tells you is: what things are. Genuine religious truth tells you: how you should act. These are not the same.”

“Macy: “In Truth,” I said, “there are no rules other than you have to tell the truth.”
Wes: “How do you win?” he asked
Macy: “That,” I said, “is such a boy question.”

“I'm only telling you on the truth," he said. "If you can't stand the truth, don't ask for it.”

“There are only two ways of telling the complete truth--anonymously and posthumously.”

“Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
Why do ye fall so fast?
Your date is not so past
But you may stay yet here awhile
To blush and gently smile,
And go at last.”

“I blush to think of our origins - our hands are steeped in Blood & Crime. And there is no letup to the slaughter and pillage.”

“We don’t really take any stance with one side, we tell the story how we are told it. If you suggest we were writing about your great grandfather and you send the story, that’s how we would tell it. So, but we will put our own emotions and point of view towards it.”

“A bore is a man who, when you ask how he is, tells you.”