“Over the last fifteen months we've traveled to every corner of the United States. I've now been to fifty-seven states. I think, one left to go.”

Barack Obama

“My heart is filled with love for this country.”

Barack Obama

“I've been fighting with Acorn, alongside Acorn, on issues you care about, my entire career.”

Barack Obama

“We may come from different places and have different stories, but we share common hopes, and one very American dream.”

Barack Obama

“Our stories may be singular, but our destination is shared.”

Barack Obama

“I tossed a stick into the fire. “Attitudes aren’t so different in America,” I told Francis. “You are probably right,” he said. “But you see, a rich country like America can perhaps afford to be stupid.”

Barack Obama

“Money is not the only answer, but it makes a difference.”

Barack Obama

“I don't worry about the survival of the novel. We're a storytelling species.”

Barack Obama

“Change is never easy, but always possible.”

Barack Obama

“Where once I’d felt the need to live up to his expectations, I now felt as if I had to make up for all his mistakes.”

Barack Obama

“America, this is our moment. This is our time. Our time to turn the page on the policies of the past. Our time to bring new energy and new ideas to the challenges we face. Our time to offer a new direction for the country we love.”

Barack Obama

“Even the smallest act of service, the simplest act of kindness, is a way to honor those we lost; a way to reclaim that spirit of unity that followed 9/11.”

Barack Obama

“It was usually an effective tactic, another one of those tricks I had learned: (White) People were satisfied so long as you were courteous and smiled and made no sudden moves. They were more than satisfied, they were relieved — such a pleasant surprise to find a well-mannered young black man who didn’t seem angry all the time.”

Barack Obama

“I was impatient in those days, busy with work and unrealized plans, and prone to see other people as unnecessary distractions.”

Barack Obama

“To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed neocolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy. When we ground out our cigarettes in the hallway carpet or set our stereos so loud that the walls began to shake, we were resisting bourgeois society’s stifling conventions. We weren’t indifferent or careless or insecure. We were alienated. But this strategy alone couldn't provide the distance I wanted, from Joyce or my past. After all, there were thousands of so-called campus radicals, most of them white and tenured and happily tolerant. No, it remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.”

Barack Obama


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