Well, sometime Mr —— git on me pretty hard. I have to talk to Old Maker. But he my husband. I shrug my shoulders. This life soon be over, I say. Heaven last all ways. You ought to bash Mr —— head open, she say. Think bout heaven later.

I just really love people a lot. I really love them.

I'm pore, I'm black, I may be ugly and can't cook, a voice say to everything listening. But I'm here.

Don't wait around for other people to be happy for you. Any happiness you get you've got to make yourself.

Helped are those who create anything at all, for they shall relive the thrill of their own conception and realize a partnership in the creation of the Universe that keeps them responsible and cheerful.

Helped are those who forgive; their reward shall be forgetfulness of every evil done to them. It will be in their power, therefore, to envision the new Earth. -----“The Gospel According to Shug

Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors.