Writing, for me, means humility. It’s a process that involves fear and doubt, especially if you’re writing honestly.
The publishing world is very timid. Readers are much braver.
The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.
She'd have to propel herself into the future by whatever means possible or she'd be trapped forever in a place whose times had already passed.
No fruit dies so vile and offensive a death as the banana.
Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.