Beauty was not simply something to behold; it was something one could do. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“She was a tall woman with unfashionable hips and a long chestnut braid singing down her back.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Art invites us to know beauty and to solicit it, summon it, from even the most tragic of circumstances. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The concept of physical beauty as a virtue is one of the dumbest, most pernicious and destructive ideas of the Western world,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I had only one desire: to dismember it. To see of what it was made, to discover the dearness, to find the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Nowadays silence is looked on as odd and most of my race has forgotten the beauty of meaning much by saying little.… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“She was never able, after her education in the movies, to look at a face and not assign it some category in… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Here was an ugly little girl asking for beauty....A little black girl who wanted to rise up out of the pit of… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Only her tight, tight eyes were left. They were always left...They were everything. Everything was there, in them...Thrown, in this way, into… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I am a writer and my faith in the world of art is intense, but not irrational, nor naïve - because art… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness. Her simplicity decorated us, her guilt sanctified us, her pain make us… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“And in all those escapes he could not help being astonished by the beauty of this land that was not his. He… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Along with romantic love, she was introduced to another–physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of thought. Both originated… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“All of our waste which we dumped on her and which she absorbed. And all of our beauty, which was hers first… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“There in the dark her memory was refreshed, and she succumbed to her earlier dreams. Along with the idea of romantic love,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“All of our waste which we dumped on her and which she absorbed. And all of our beauty, which was hers first… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Perhaps that's what all human relationships boiled down to: Would you save my life? or would you take it? — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
There, in the center of that silence was not eternity but the death of time and a loneliness so profound the word itself had… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
If you can't count, they can cheat you. If you can't read, they can beat you. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“You looked at them and wondered why the were so ugly; you looked closely and could not find the source. Then you realized that… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
All she saw, down in the cellar well beneath the stoop, was a light yellow feather with a tip of green. And she had… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
For me, Art is the restoration of order. It may discuss all sort of terrible things, but there must be satisfaction at the end.… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Hate does that. Burns off everything but itself, so whatever your grievance is, your face looks just like your enemy's.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“You know how a star is supposed to twinkle? We say twinkle because that is how it looks, but when a star feels itself,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
