Sam, Willie ... is he in there with you boys? - Athol Fugard

Little white boy ... and a black man old enough to be his father flying a kite.

This is a strong-room of dreams. The dreamers? My people. The simple people, who you never find mentioned in the history books, who never get statutes erected to them, or monuments commemorating their great deeds. People who would be forgotten, and their dreams with them, if it wasn't for Styles. That's what I do, friends. Put down, in my way, on paper the dreams and hopes of my people so that even their children's children will remember a man.

There's nothing wrong with the world. It just goes around and around, and you gotta get on with your life.