Finders Were Keepers Unless Title Was Proven.

The Remainder Of My Schooldays Were No More Auspicious Than The First. Indeed, They Were An Endless Project That Slowly Evolved Into A Unit, In Which Miles Of Construction Paper And Wax Crayon Were Expended By The State Of Alabama In Its Well-meaning But Fruitless Efforts To Teach Me Group Dynamics.

You Can Pet Him, Mr. Arthur. He's Asleep.

Why Reasonable People Go Stark Raving Mad When Anything Involving A Negro Comes Up, Is Something I Don't Pretend To Understand.

But Sometimes We Have To Make The Best Of Things, And The Way We Conduct Ourselves When The Chips Are Down.

Some Negroes Lie, Some Are Immoral, Some Negro Men Are Not Be Trusted Around Women - Black And White. But This Is A Truth That Applies To The Human Race And To No Particular Race Of Men.