Toyin Falola has given us what is truly rare in modern African writing: a seriously funny, racy, irreverent package of memories, and full of the most wonderful pieces of poetry and ordinary information. It is a matter of some interest, that the only other volume A Mouth Sweeter Than Salt reminds one of is Ake, by Wole Soyinka. What is it about these Yorubas?

Humans, not places, make memories.

No matter what anybody says, we can't have it all. Not if you are a woman. Not yet.

Sometimes a word or an argument will trigger a poem.

O yes, everyone gets lonely some time or other. After all, if we look closer into ourselves, shall we not admit that the warmth from other people comes so sweet to us when it comes, because, we always carry with us the knowledge of the cold loneliness of death?

People are worms, and even the God who created them is immensely bored with their antics.

Ghana is like a lion without a head