I was taught from a young age that many people would treat me as a second-class citizen because I was African-American and because I was female.

People are so busy dreaming the American Dream fantasizing about what they could be or have a right to be that they're all asleep at the switch. Consequently we are living in the Age of Human Error.

I lived the true American dream because I was able to pursue what I set as my goals at a very young age.

American youth attributes much more importance to arriving at driver's license age than at voting age.

Staid middle age loves the hurricane passions of opera.

I saw no African people in the printed and illustrated Sunday school lessons. I began to suspect at this early age that someone had distorted the image of my people. My long search for the true history of African people the world over began.