Memories Of Our Lives, Of Our Works

My Only Concern Was To Get Home After A Hard Day's Work.

Each Person Must Live Their Life As A Model For Others.

If I Stayed Angry At Other People, I Would Miss Finding Friends Among Those I Was Angry With.

You Must Never Be Fearful About What You Are Doing When It Is Right.

I'd See The Bus Pass Every Day… But To Me, That Was A Way Of Life; We Had No Choice But To Accept What Was The Custom. The Bus Was Among The First Ways I Realized There Was A Black World And A White World.