Now that she had run away and seen a bit of the country, Cora wasn't sure the document described anything real at all. America was a ghost in the darkness, like her.
Make a career of humanity. Make it a central part of your life.
Hipsters seek refuge in church, Our Lady of Perpetual Subculture.
Her price fluctuated. When you are sold that many times, the world is teaching you to pay attention.
Everything in the garden is dying, that’s what time of year it is. The leaves blaze and desiccate in their dying before twisting to the ground as ash.
Cora remembered Caesar's words about the men at the factory who were hunted by the plantation, carrying it here despite the miles. It lived in them. It still lived in all of them, waiting to abuse and...
By making a circle of themselves that separated the human spirits within from the degradation without.
All I truly know is that we rise and fall as one, one colored family living next door to one white family. We may not know the way through the forest, but we can pick each other up when we fall, and w...
Sometimes good fortune is just having fewer messed-up things happening to you.
Tracking by the good full moon to sanctuary.
The shadow of the master, the reminder that
Scattered parkgoers. Cora hunkered and
Of a runaway? Freedom was a thing that shifted as you looked at it, the way a forest is dense with trees up close but from outside, from the
Because for him to do nothing was to undermine his own dignity.
White men squabbled before judges over claims to this or that tract hundreds of miles away that had been carved up on a map. Slaves fought with equal fervor over their tiny parcels at their feet.
Well, imagine you are alone in a room....Are you the best, most special person in the room right now? Yes. That's the gift of being alone.
We may not know the way through the forest, but we can pick each other up when we fall, and we will arrive together. —
To escape the boundary of the plantation was to escape the fundamental principles of your existence: impossible.
This nation shouldn’t exist, if there is any justice in the world, for its foundations are murder, theft, and cruelty. Yet here we are.
They strung up the guilty and, in the interest of prevention, a robust percentage of the innocent.