Now I had won the gold medal. But it didn't mean anything, because I didn't have the right color skin.
Muhammad Ali, American boxer (1942–2016)
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Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them. Stretch it as thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that may be in torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire.
You are not just white, but a rainbow of colors. You are not just black, but golden. You are not just a nationality,
but a citizen of the world. You are not just for the right or left, but for what is right over the wrong. You are not just rich or poor, but always wealthy in the mind and heart. You are not perfect, but flawed. You are flawed, but you are just. You may just be human, but you are also a magnificent reflection of God.