Prejudice is a burden that confuses the past, threatens the future and renders the present inaccessible.

I don't carry the burden of the past or the madness of the future. I live in the present.

The future is plump with promise.

Mrs. Parks is for me probably what the Statute of Liberty was for immigrants. She stood for the future, and the better future.

Remember your past ,dream for your future but live in the present.

There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other. We live poised on that second as it's hurtling forward—toward what?