Favorite poems are like favorite children. We definitely have them but we never tell as the others would have their feelings hurt.
Nikki GiovanniRead
Don't want to be near you for the thoughts we share but the words we never have to speak.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the deep connection between individuals that goes beyond spoken language.
In this quote, Nikki Giovanni highlights the profound bond that can exist between people, suggesting that true intimacy does not always require words. It suggests that sometimes unspoken understanding and shared thoughts can create a strong, meaningful connection that transcends verbal communication.
In practice
In a discussion about deep friendships during a workshop.
Favorite poems are like favorite children. We definitely have them but we never tell as the others would have their feelings hurt.
I want to be clear about this. If you wrote from experience, you'd get maybe one book, maybe three poems. Writers write from empathy.
A lot of people resist transition and therefore never allow themselves to enjoy who they are. Embrace the change, no matter what it is; once you do, you can learn about the new world you're in and take advantage of it.
Art is not for the cultivated taste. It is to cultivate taste.
Style has a profound meaning to Black Americans. If we canβt drive, we will invent walks and the world will envy the dexterity of our feet. If we canβt have ham, we will boil chitterlings; if we are given rotten peaches, we will make cobblers; if given scraps, we will make quilts; take away our drums, and we will clap our hands. We prove the human spirit will prevail. We will take what we have to make what we need. We need confidence in our knowledge of who we are.
If you were a pure bolt of fire-cutting the skies I'd touch you-risking my life-not because I'm brave or strong, but because I'm fascinated by what the outcome would be.
I never met a man that I didn't like.
He 's gone, and who knows how he may report Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
Yesterday my daughter said to me, 'My marriage is falling apart.' And now all she can do is watch it falling.
Someone knocks at the door of an apartment to borrow salt or sugar, people run into each other in the elevator, and in this way become inscribed in the spectator's memory.
A man long accustomed to admire his wife in general, seldom pauses to admire her in a particular gown or attitude, unless his attention is directed to her by the appreciative gaze of another man.
Nothing is more sweet than harmony in marriage, and nothing more distressing than dissension.
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