Hatred Is The Ballast Of

Let Choice Whisper In Your Ear And Love Murmur In Your Heart. Be Ready. Here Comes Life.

There Is A Kind Of Strength That Is Almost Frightening In Black Women. It's As If A Steel Rod Runs Right Through The Head Down To The Feet.

I Don't Think There's Such A Thing As Autobiographical Fiction. If I Say It Happened, It Happened, Even If Only In My Mind.

I Wasn't A Pretty Girl. I Was Six Feet Tall At 15, You Know.

I Speak A Number Of Languages, But None Are More Beautiful To Me Than English.