Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me.

But her brain was not interested in the future. Loaded with the past and hungry for more, it left her no room to imagine, let alone plan for, the next day.

Evil is so seductive. It needs to grind you up and make you its slave.

Love just seems to make life not just livable, but a gallant, gallant event.

Anything I have ever learned of any consequence, I have learned from Black people. I have never been bored by any Black person, ever.

I sang "O Holy Night" in a school choir. My mother came and listened to me and complimented me. So that was the high point. I cannot sing a note.

Where do you get the right to decide our lives? I'll tell you where. From that little hog's gut that hangs between your legs. Well, let me tell you something... you will need more than that. I don't know where you will get it or who will give it to you, but mark my words, you will need more than that.... You are a sad, pitiful, stupid, selfish, hateful man. I hope your little hog's gut stands you in good stead, and you take good care of it, because you don't have anything else.