“I am the son of an emancipated slave and the stories of old father are vivid on the tablets of my memory.”

“Behold, I am Jesus Christ. I am the Father and the Son.”

“I am the son of an illiterate father and mother.”

“Every year, the memories I have of my father become more faint, unclear, and distant. once they were vivid and true, then they became like photographs, and now they are more like photographs of photographs.”

“But I am poor, and my name ends with a soft vowel, and they hate me and my father, and my father's father, and they would have my blood and put me down, but they are old now, dying in the sun and in the hot dust of the road, and I am young and full of hope and love for my country and my times, and when I say Greaser to you it is not my heart that speaks, but the quivering of an old wound, and I am ashamed of the terrible thing I have done.”

“And I began to feel sorry for myself; for so many years, my drawer full of memories had held the same old stories.”

“Tell my father I wish to be his son.”

“There is a lot of model making in my work, also because I am the son of a sculptor Giannino Castiglioni and I always saw my father working with his hands and shaping material into the desired form.”

“My father was a slave, and my people died to build this country, and I am going to stay here, and have a part of it just like you. And no Fascist-minded people will drive me from it. Is that clear?”

“What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.”