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

There are people who dislike you because you do not dislike yourself.

...there was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.

Dear Non-American Black, when you make the choice to come to America, you become black. Stop arguing. Stop saying I'm Jamaican or I'm Ghanaian. America doesn't care.

The idea that sex is something a woman gives a man, and she loses something when she does that, which again for me is nonsense. I want us to raise girls differently where boys and girls start to see sexuality as something that they own, rather than something that a boy takes from a girl.

Never ever accept 'Because You Are A Woman' as a reason for doing or not doing anything.

How easy it was to lie to strangers, to create with strangers the versions of our lives we imagined.