People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy... and I keep it in a jar on my desk.
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Type: Author Born: September 21, 1947 |
It has been common knowledge to informed collectors that many times the finest and rarest art glass is found unsigned.
Until justice is blind to color, until education is unaware of race, until opportunity is unconcerned with the color of men's skins, emancipation will be a proclamation but not a fact.

