No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.

A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom. Bleak sky is as seductive as sunshine, miniature orange trees without blossom or fruit are not defective; they are that.

Movements toward freedom and the self-respect that comes from something other than what people think is their most important feature.

Love is divine only and difficult always.

When I write, I don't translate for white readers.... Dostoevski wrote for a Russian audience, but we're able to read him. If I'm specific, and I don't overexplain, then anyone can overhear me.

Anger... it's a paralyzing emotion... you can't get anything done.

Now he knew why he loved her so. Without ever leaving the ground, she could fly. 'There must be another one like you,' he whispered to her. 'There's got to be at least one more woman like you.