She wanted to ask him why they were all strangers who shared the same last name.

She rested her head against his and felt, for the first time, what she would often feel with him: a self-affection. He made her like herself.

I live half the year in Nigeria, the other half in the U.S. But home is Nigeria - it always will be. I consider myself a Nigerian who is comfortable in the world. I look at it through Nigerian eyes.

Creative writing programmes are not very necessary. They just exist so that people like us can make a living.

You can't write a script in your mind and then force yourself to follow it. You have to let yourself be.

The problem with gender is that it prescribes how we should be rather than recognizing how we are. Imagine how much happier we would be, how much freer to be our true individual selves, if we didn't have the weight of gender expectations.

The only reason race matters is because of racism.