If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
You got de keys to de kingdom.
They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.
They became lords of sounds and lesser things. They passed nations through their mouths. They sat in judgment.
Sometimes she stuck out into the future, imagining her life different from what it was. But mostly she lived between her hat and her heels, with her emotional disturbances like shade patterns in the w...
She's got those big black eyes with plenty shiny white in them that makes them shine like brand new money and she knows what God gave women eyelashes for, too. Her hair is not what you might call stra...
She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to...
She was saving up feelings for some man she had never seen.
Of course he wasn’t dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking.
My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
I had hundreds of books under my skin already. Not selected reading, all of it. Some of it could be called trashy. I had been through Nick Carter, Horatio Alger, Bertha M. Clay and the whole slew of d...
I fail to see where it would have been more uplifting for them to have been inside a church listening to a man urging them to 'contemplate the sufferings of our Lord,' which is just another way of pun...
Honey, de white man is de ruler of everything as fur as Ah been able tuh find out. Maybe it's some place way off in de ocean where de black man is in power, but we don't know nothin' but what we see.
He looked like the love thoughts of women.
From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom…It was like a flute song forgotten in another existence and remembered again. What? How? Why? This singi...
Women forget all the things they don't want to remember and remember everything they don't want to forget.
Truth is a letter from courage!
Anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!
You cannot avoid hearing drums in Haiti.
They plan and they fix and they do, and then some kitchen-dwelling fiend slips a scorchy, soggy, tasteless mess into their pots and pans…So when the bread didn’t rise, and the fish wasn’t quite done a...