You can't have relationships with other people until you give birth to yourself.

... in order to be a true revolutionary, you must understand love. Love, sacrifice, and death.

I write to tell the truth about the black condition as I see it. Therefore, I write to offer a black woman's view of the world.

Art... reacts to or reflects the culture it springs from.

So much of growing up is an unbearable waiting. A constant longing for another time. Another season.

What is the beauty of the haiku is that it is not simplistic. The beauty of the haiku I just said is very complex. It reaches all the complexities of our life on this Earth. Peace - that's a very complex idea, peace, so we can't get it as human beings.

No. Don't never go looking for love girl. Just wait. It'll come. Like the rain fallin' from the heaven, it'll come. Just don't never give up on love.