Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom, and deserves to be met head-on and stamped out.

A Canadian is someone who knows how to make love in a canoe.

According to accepted newspaper clichés, we all go down fighting. The other day I even read that an 18-month-old baby had died after a long battle with cancer. That has become the mandatory phrase for all who expire, disease-ridden. They battled valiantly; they lost. When I finally depart I hope somebody will write, instead, that I died after a long battle with life.

The Olympic Spirit is neither the property of one race nor of one age.

You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

When I was a kid, we said that we were precluded from going to certain neighborhoods because of the color of our skin… Now the neighborhoods are the neighborhoods of ideas, you’re not supposed to be there because … of the color of your skin.”