There are powerful forces undermining progress in Africa. But one must never underestimate the power of the people to bring about change.

money-making is like a god possessing a priest. He never will leave you, until he has occupied you, wholly changed the order of your being, and seared you through and up and down. Then only would he eventually leave you, but nothing of you except an exhausted wreck, lying prone and wondering who are you.

Humans, not places, make memories.

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?

I always wanted to write poetry, even when I was very young.

There are powerful forces undermining progress in Africa. But one must never underestimate the power of the people to bring about change.

Its a sad moment, really, when parents first become a bit frightened of their children.