When I was six years old, my mother died; and then, for the first time, I learned, by the talk around me, that I was a slave.
“Life is too short to worry about anything. You had better enjoy it because the next day promises nothing.”
“I've always wondered what it would be like if somebody from outer space landed with three heads. Then all of a sudden everybody else wouldn't look so bad, huh? Well, OK you're a little different from me but, hey, ya got one head.”