How easy it was to lie to strangers, to create with strangers the versions of our lives we imagined.
Chimamanda Ngozi AdichieRelaxing your hair is like being in prison. You're caged in. Your hair rules you. You didn't go running with Curt today because you don't want to sweat out this straightness. You're always battling to make your hair do what it wasn't meant to do.
Chimamanda Ngozi AdichieShow a people as one thing, only one thing, over and over again, and that is what they become.
Chimamanda Ngozi AdichieHe was already looking at their relationship through the lens of the past tense. It puzzled her, the ability of romantic love to mutate, how quickly a loved one could become a stranger. Where did the love go? Perhaps real love was familial, somehow, linked to blood, since love for children did not die as romantic love did.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie