Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1969
No one tells us, girls who don't go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens..
I want to yell so loud that Baby Girl can hear me that dirty ain't a color, disease ain't the Negro side a town. I want to stop that moment from comi….
Cause everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do..
I may not remember my name or what country I live in, but you and that pie is something I will never forget..
She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker..
I don't know what to say to her. All I know is, I ain't saying it. And I know she ain't saying what she want a say either and it's a strange thing ha….
There is no trickier subject for a writer from the South than that of affection between a black person and a white one in the unequal world of segreg….
And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?.
....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe..
Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious.
Oh, it was delicious to have someone to keep secrets with. If I'd had a sister or a brother closer in age, I guessed that's what it would be like. Bu….
Great books give you a feeling that you miss all day, until you finally get to crawl back inside those pages again..
Bosoms are for bedrooms and breastfeeding..
She dumb.” I sigh. “But she ain’t stupid..
That was the day my whole world went black. Air looked black. Sun looked black. I laid up in bed and stared at the black walls of my house….Took thre….
Ever morning, until you dead in the ground, you gone have to make this decision. You gone have to ask yourself, "Am I gone believe what them fools sa….
Shame ain't black, like dirt, like I always thought it was. Shame be the color of a new white uniform your mother ironed all night to pay for, white ….
At one O'Clock, Miss Celia comes in the kitchen and says she's ready for her first cooking lesson. She settles on a stool. She's wearing a tight red ….
It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation..
Everyone knows how we white people feel, the glorified Mammy figure who dedicates her whole life to a white family. Margaret Mitchell covered that. B….
I give in and light another cigarette even though last night the surgeon general came on the television set and shook his finger at everybody, trying….