God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it. And sometimes it just manifest itself even if you not looking, or don't know what you looking for. Trouble do it for most folks, I think. ... Yeah, It. God ain't a he or a she, but a It.

Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.

Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?

I'm the kind of woman that likes to enjoy herselves in peace.

We are a people. A people do not throw their geniuses away. If they do, it is our duty as witnesses for the future to collect them again for the sake of our children. If necessary, bone by bone.

We must, I believe, start teaching our children the sanity of nonviolence much earlier.

I'm not being disrespectful of the medium; it's just not as important as the work that I actually do [books].