It's strange how men feel they have the right to criticize a woman's appearance to her face.

When they kept you out it was because you were black; when they let you in, it is because you are black. That's progress?

Desire consumes you, it takes you over. You forget yourself completely. All you can think about is the other, the one you desire, your self is just a fire.

When a baby first looks at you...when it laughs that deep, unselfconscious gurgle; or when it cries and you pick it up and it clings sobbing to you...then you are-happy is not the precise word-filled.

Control over a woman is the only form of dominance most men possess, for most men are merely subjects of more powerful men.

Oh, God, why don't I remember that a little chaos is good for the soul?

Fear is a question. What are you afraid of and why? Our fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if we explore them.