I've Paid My Dues. I've

America Is Not A Blanket Woven From One Thread, One Color, One Cloth.

At The End Of The Day, We're Defined By Our Predicament, Not By The Sides Of Town.

My Constituency Is The Desperate, The Damned, The Disinherited, The Disrespected And The Despised.

You Can't Plant A Seed And Pick The Fruit The Next Morning.

When The Doors Of Opportunity Swing Open, We Must Make Sure That We Are Not Too Drunk Or Too Indifferent To Walk Through.