You cannot avoid hearing drums in Haiti.
So when we looked at de picture and everybody got pointed out there wasn’t nobody left except a real dark little girl with long hair standing by Eleanor. Dat’s where Ah wuz’s s’posed to be, but Ah cou...
So the beginning of this was a woman and she had come back from burying the dead. Not the dead of sick and ailing with friends at the pillow and the feet. She had come back from the sodden and the blo...
People can be slave ships in shoes.
No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
Nanny's words made Janie's kiss across the gatepost seem like a manure pile after a rain
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
He’s got uh throne in de seat of his pants.
Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear.
She ain’t a fact and neither do she make a good story when you tell about her.
If you kin see de light at daybreak, you don't keer if you die at dusk. It's so many people never seen de light at all.
She began to stand around the gate and expect things. What things? She didn't know exactly. Her breath was gusty and short. She knew things that nobody ever told her. For instance, the words of the tr...
Once you wake up thought in a man you can never put it to sleep again.
It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.(NOT Maya Angelou, NOT I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings)
She wasn’t petal-open anymore with him. She was twenty-four and seven years married when she knew. She found that out one day when he slapped her face in the kitchen. It happened over one of those din...
She wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
Prayer seems to me a cry of weakness, and an attempt to avoid, by trickery, the rules of the game as laid down. I do not choose to admit weakness. I accept the challenge of responsibility. Life, as it...
It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.
I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.