"i'll miss you, tony."

“People are scared but they can’t be paralyzed by that fear. You have to fight for what’s right every single day, bulletproof skin or not. You can’t just not snitch, or turn away or take money under the table because life has turned you sour. When did people stop caring? Harlem is supposed to represent our hopes and dreams. It’s the pinnacle of black art politics innovation. It’s supposed to be a shining light to the world. It’s our responsibility to push forward, so that the next generation will be further along than us.”

you know how many times I’ve been in this same goddamn box on the other side of the table? you think you are gonna break me? bring it.

All I know is everything happens for a reason. And now, somehow, you’re part of it. What do you call that? The worst luck in the world. It’s called fate.

What would make you happy?