We love because it's the only true adventure.

Style has a profound meaning to Black Americans. If we can’t drive, we will invent walks and the world will envy the dexterity of our feet. If we can’t have ham, we will boil chitterlings; if we are given rotten peaches, we will make cobblers; if given scraps, we will make quilts; take away our drums, and we will clap our hands. We prove the human spirit will prevail. We will take what we have to make what we need. We need confidence in our knowledge of who we are.

Schools should serve breakfast, lunch and an afternoon snack. No sugared drinks, no fast type food.

We black women are the single group in the West intact. And anybody can see we're pretty shaky. We are, however (all praises), the only group that derives its identity from itself.

Floating to shore...riding a low moon...on a slow cloud.

The nature of tragedy and accident is that we cannot predict.

We are less lonely when we connect. Art is connection.