At some point I was a HappyAfricanFeminist who does not hate men. And who likes lip gloss and who wears high heels for herself but not for men.

Stories can break the dignity of a people, but stories can also repair that broken dignity.

I think human beings exist in a social world. I write realistic fiction, and so it isn't that surprising that the social realities of their existence would be part of the story.

The single story creates stereotypes, and the problem with stereotypes is not that they are untrue, but that they are incomplete. They make one story become the only story.

Our histories cling to us. We are shaped by where we come from.

You Americans, always peering under people's beds to look for communism.

I had consumed a lot of American culture, but I was not quite prepared for the reality of American poverty.