Words can do wonderful things. They pound, purr. They can urge, they can wheedle, whip, whine. They can sing, sass, singe. They can churn, check, channelize. They can be a "Hup two three four." They can forge a fiery army of a hundred languid men.
Gwendolyn Brooksat a certain moment in social proceedings, I am on FIRE to leave: I have a leaving-FIT.
Gwendolyn BrooksI like the concentration, the crush; I like working with language, as others like working with clay, or notes.
Gwendolyn Brooks