Literature, it seems to me, is wisdom.

My father saw two black men lynched on his street in Cartersville, as a child. And I think seeing two black businessmen - not vagrants - hanging from trees as a child was traumatic for him.

When a man angers you, he conquers you.

Let your face speak what's in your heart. When my kids walk in the room my face says I'm glad to see them.

My theory is that the world is a difficult place to live in and distraction is the name of the game.

When they fall in love with a city, it is for forever and it is like forever.

A little black girl yearns for the blue eyes of a little white girl, and the horror at the heart of her yearning is exceeded only by the evil of fulfillment