I Get Angry About Things,

Life That Crawled, Life That Slunk And Crept And Never Closed Its Eyes. Life That Burrowed And Scurried, And Life So Still It Was Indistinguishable From The Ivy Stems On Which It Lay. Birth, Life, And Death - Each Took Place On The Hidden Side Of A Leaf.

You Your Own Best Thing, Sethe. You Are.

I'm Not Entangled In Shaping My Work According To Other People's Views Of How I Should Have Done It.

Anything I Have Ever Learned Of Any Consequence, I Have Learned From Black People. I Have Never Been Bored By Any Black Person, Ever.

Freeing Yourself Was One Thing; Claiming Ownership Of That Freed Self Was Another.