My son even if you want to fall, at least fall where your bones can be gathered
He is a fool who treats his brother worse than a stranger.
I'm sure if one turned one's mind back from grandiose faults to what is happening to the average man or woman or child in the rural areas, we will probably find that's where the energy for development is.
One of the truest tests of integrity is its blunt refusal to be compromised.
Poetry and slave trading cannot be bedfellows. That's where I stand.
Unless I'm writing in the Igbo language, I use a language developed elsewhere, which is English. That affects the way I write. It even affects to some extent the stories I write.