"Colin Powell did not dance for joy over Obama's victory; he wept.

"Look what we did. Look what we did," he said, puffy-faced, red-eyed, fighting back more tears on CNN. "He's won. It's over."

David Dinkins was similarly solemn. "Things do change. There is a God. They do get better," said the mayor who presided over New York City at a time of toxic racial tensions.

Obama, too, resisted giddy gladness on Tuesday night. But he did proclaim an end to the world as we've known it for far too long.

"To those who would tear the world down: we will defeat you," he promised. "This is our moment. This is our time."

The glory of Barack Obama is that there are so many different kinds of us who can claim a piece of that "our." African-Americans, Democrats, post-boomers, progressives, people who rose from essentially nowhere and through hard work and determination succeeded beyond their parents' wildest dreams are the most obvious.

But there are also people who respect intelligence and good grammar. People who see their spouse as their "best friend," as Barack called Michelle on Tuesday night. People whose children have the same knowing look as Sasha and Malia, who are probably more excited about their puppy than about their father's presidency. "

Two images will forever stay in my mind to mark this epoch-breaking election day. One is that of Jesse Jackson's face, drenched in tears, in Chicago's Grant Park on Tuesday evening.

And the other is a photo that ran in The Times on Wednesday. In it, a black mother and daughter sit on the floor of a church in Harlem. The mother, Latrice Barnes, having heard of Obama's victory, is doubled up in tears; her daughter, Jasmine, is reaching a tentative hand up to soothe her. To me, she looks like the future, reaching out to heal the past."
From http://warner.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/11/06/title/ (Click to see the photo).