Sometimes, It's All About The Casting.

I'd Rather Be Called A N*gger Than A Slave.

If You Can Act As If Something Is True, In A Sense That Makes It True.

If You Have To Ask What It Symbolizes, It Didn't.

In These Days Of High-tech Video Games, It's Remarkable That Kids Once Got Incredibly Thrilled While Pushing Little Metal Racing Cars Around A Cardboard Track: The Toy Car Was Yours, And You Invested It With Importance And Enhanced It With Fantasy And Pitied It Because It Was Small, Like You Were. Such Games Were Weapons Against The Ennui Of Endless Saturdays.

It Is Comforting To Think That We Can Love So Powerfully That Fate Itself Wheels And Turns At The Command Of Our Souls.