You are my everlasting home. Don't you ever be afraid. I am enough. We are enough.
. . women internalize the feminine wound or feminine inferiority so deeply, there's little or no female authority and esteem to fall back on. So they seek it by adopting and pleasing patriarchal stand...
What's wrong with living in a dream world? You have to wake up.
Where do you come from?...This is the number one most-asked question in all of South Carolina. We want to know if you are one of us, if your cousin knows our cousin, if your little sister went to scho...
And when you get down to it, Lily, that is the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to love but to persist in love.
We are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with peanuts. Isn't that a shame we don't have many more ways to say it?
When I was being forgiving, I said that my mother was simply exhausted. I suspected, though, she was simply mean.
Honeybees depend not only on physical contact with the colony, but also require it's social companionship and support. Isolate a honeybee from her sisters and she will soon die.
Aunt-Sister said Charleston had a case of the grandeurs. Up till I was eight or so, I thought the grandeurs was a shitting sickness.
Sunset is the saddest light there is.
I didn't know what to think, but what I felt was magnetic and so big it ached like the moon had entered my chest and filled it up. The only think I could compare it to was the feeling I got one time w...
I didn't know then what I wanted, but the ache for it was palpable.
Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can't remember who we are or why we're here.
Still everyone, including the abbot, had said that he was running away from his grief. They'd had no idea what they were talking about. He'd cradled his grief, almost to the point of loving it. For so...
There is nothing perfect...there is only life.
Lily Owens: If your favorite color is blue, why did you paint the house pink? August Boatwright: [chuckles] That was May's doing. When we went to the paint shop, she latched on to a color called, Cari...
How can I explain such a thing? I simply know it in the way I know there's an oak tree inside an acorn...I've come to know it only this night, but it has always been the tree in the acorn.
She had the look of someone who’d declared herself, and seeing it, my indignation collapsed and her mutinous bath turned into something else entirely. She’d immersed herself in forbidden privileges, y...
Sarah was up in her room with her heart broke so bad, Binah said you could hear it jangle when she walked.
She say Fon people keep a spirit tree and it always be a Baybob. Your granny-mauma wrapped the trunk with thread she begged and stole. She took me out there and say, 'We gon put our spirits in the tre...
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