“Aunt Hattie, when you wrote that book, I imagine you were thinking of something radical: the abolition of slavery itself. You were only one small woman, and you were looking up at an enormous edifice, towering and monolithic, but what… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“Rage was an essential part of slavery. Rage will allow us to forget our own humanity. Without rage, we will recognize another person as like ourselves. It's hard to hurt someone you're not angry at; it's anger that drives the impulse to harm. Rage declares itself through violence, and violence was the platform on which slavery was built. We feel… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share
“She's my retirement gift, the platinum watch for being a mother." " This fortunate position - the one you couldn't apply for - is… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“Aunt Hattie, when you wrote that book, I imagine you were thinking of something radical: the abolition of slavery itself. You were only one… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“It was like hearing customs from an undiscoverd race: what men thought was unimaginable…She wondered if all human activity were like this, everything, every… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“A writer is like a tuning fork: We respond when we’re struck by something. The thing is to pay attention, to be ready for… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“The crimes you paid for as a parent: excruciating, to be blamed for something you'd never dreamt of doing, or huring someone you'd give… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“He couldn't fit the two things together. It gave him a jagged, unfinished feeling, like the first pinprick of heartbreak, a tiny pointed lance… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
“Grief was an actual weight, he thought. It felt like a physical burden. You carried it with you all day, unsheddable. Your shoulders, by… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
