“That was an eye-opening move. He said 'welcome,' ... To not miss a step on that crossover and continue to go straight ahead at full speed. Raymond did the right thing. He just turned around and came back up court.”
“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”
“Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? / Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? / For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.”
“Did he have his eye turned toward history? Perhaps. Perhaps he did not want to continue to be either the only or one of a handful of poster boys for unreconstructed Southerners. Maybe he didn't want to have that as his legacy.”