I have decided not to die.

Rich folk don't try so hard

I'm tired of the rules," I say.

I'd cry, if only I had the time to do it.

She dumb.” I sigh. “But she ain’t stupid.

Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious

Bosoms are for bedrooms and breastfeeding.

I intend to stay on her like hair on soap.

Who knew heartbreak would be so goddamn hot.

You is kind. You is smart. You is important.

it always sound scarier when a hollerer talk soft.

It seems like at some point you'd run out of awful.

Why don't we just build you an house outside Hilly?

Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries.

Cause everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do.

I'm sorry, but were you dropped on your head as an infant?

Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person.

It can be really powerful to write something when youre sad.

....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.

Frying chicken always makes me feel a little better about life.

Im a Southerner - I never take satisfaction in touching a nerve.

I'm a Southerner - I never take satisfaction in touching a nerve.

I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.

If singing was a color, it would've been the color of that chocolate.

Write about what disturbs you, particularly if it bothers no one else.

That's the way prayer do. It's like electricity, it keeps things going.

Your white uniform as a black domestic was your ticket anywhere in town.

They say it's like true love, good help. You only get one in a lifetime.

That's all a grit is, a vehicle. For whatever it is you rather be eating.

I reckon that’s the risk you run, letting somebody else raise you chilluns.

Because ain’t that white people for you, wondering if they are happy enough.

And if your friends make fun of you for chasing your dream, remember—just lie.

I sit in my little office and I feel like I've got all my readers staring at me.

I do wish that people talked about the subject of race, especially in the South.

Stuart needs "space" and "time," as if this were physics and not a human relationship.

She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.

....we ain't doing civil rights here. We just telling stories like they really happen.

This woman talk like she from so deep in the country she got corn growing in her shoes.

You're gon' have to say to your self, am I gon' believe what them fools say about me today?

It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation.

...and that's when I get to wondering, what would happen if I told her she something good, ever day?

And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?

I may not remember my name or what country I live in, but you and that pie is something I will never forget.

No one tells us, girls who don't go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens.

Got to be the worst place in the world, inside a oven. You in here, you either cleaning or you getting cooked.

Lord, I never seen blue hair on a black woman before or since. Leroy say you look like a cracker from outer space.

Babies like fat. Like to bury they face up in you armpit and go to sleep. They like big fat legs too. That I know.

Great books give you a feeling that you miss all day, until you finally get to crawl back inside those pages again.

When you little, you only get asked two questions, what’s your name and how old you is, so you better get em right.

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