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"Lonely was much better than alone."
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"Everything I've ever done, in the writing world, has been to expand articulation, rather than to close it."
"I don't think a female running a house is a problem, a broken family. It's perceived as one because of the notion that a head is a man."
"The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power."
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"She is a friend of mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind."
"If she answered, he could not hear it, and he certainly couldn't see her, so he went. First he crawled the rocks one by one, one by one, till his hands touched shore and the nursing sound of the sea was behind him. He felt around, crawled off and then stood up. Breathing heavily with his mouth open he took a few tentative steps. The pebbles made him stumble and so did the roots of trees. He threw out his hands to guide and steady his going. By and by he walked steadier, now steadier. The mist lifted and the trees stepped back a bit as if to make the way easier for a certain kind of man. Then he ran. Lickety-split. Lickety-split. Looking neither to the left nor to the right. Lickety-split. Lickety-split. Lickety-lickety-lickety-split."
"If there is a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, you must be the one to write it."
"I'm always annoyed about why black people have to bear the brunt of everybody else's contempt. If we are not totally understanding and smiling, suddenly we're demons."
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