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

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.

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.

The words loved me and I loved them in return.

I shall become, I shall become a collector of me. And put meat on my soul.

...I write to keep in contact with our ancestors and to spread truth to people.

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