A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.
I am grateful to be a woman. I must have done something great in another life.
I like to know what's happening.
No one can take the place of a friend, no one.
When I try to describe myself to God I say, 'Lord, remember me? Black? Female? Six-foot tall? The writer?' And I almost always get God's attention.
Blacks concede that hurrawing, jibing, jiving, signifying, disrespecting, cursing, even outright insults might be acceptable under particular conditions, but aspersions cast against one's family call for immediate attack.