The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
But as de old folk always say, Ah'm born but Ah ain't dead. No tellin' whut Ah'm liable tuh do yet.
All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.
I love myself when I am laughing.
...she woke up in time to see the sun sending up spies ahead of him to mark out the road through the dark. He peeped up over the door sill of the world and made a little foolishness with red.
She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.