Like any artist without an art form, she became dangerous.

A man ain't nothing but a man. But a son? Well, now, that's somebody.

I dream a dream that dreams back at me.

You been gone too long, Sula. Not too long, but maybe too far.

I sometimes lose interest in the characters and get much more interested in the trees and animals.

It's bliss when you give up all that stuff that separates you from other human beings. It's hard, but you break down all that stuff.

The formula for creative writing in high school or college is write what you know.