“What she called the nastiness of life was the shock she received upon learning that nobody stopped playing checkers just because the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Listening to the doves in Alfred, Georgia, and having neither the right nor the permission to enjoy it because in that place… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Beloved, she my daughter. She mine. See. She come back to me of her own free will and I don't have to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The children - I call them children when they're under 18 - are hungry for that love. The drugs are just a… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Everywhere, everywhere, children are the scorned people of the earth. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
True the Black woman did the housework, the drudgery; true, she reared the children, often alone, but she did all of that… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“The plight (and resistance) of children living in a wholly commercialized environment that equates “entertainment” with happiness, products with status, “things” with… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Let the children come,' and they ran from the trees toward her. 'Let your mothers hear you laugh,' she told them. And… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“I didn't plan on either children or writing. Once I realized that writing satisfied me in some enormous way, I had to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Sad as it was that she did not know where her children were buried or what they looked like if alive, fact… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Two parents can't raise a child any more than one. You need a whole community - everybody - to raise a child.… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“A daughter is a woman that cares about where she come from and takes care of them that took care of her.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I merged those two words, black and feminist, because I was surrounded by black women who were very tough and and who… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
And they beat. The women for having known them and no more, no more; the children for having been them but never… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Occasionally, as children, we might figure out how to call somebody a name, and they would figure out how to call us.… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
But maybe a man was nothing but a man, which is what Baby Suggs always said. They encouraged you to put some… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
When you think of sexual liberation, which women wanted to have or not have children, which is the choice, not a command,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“I don't care what she is. Grown don't mean a thing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Adults, older girls, shops, magazines, newspapers, window signs—all the world had agreed that a blue-eyed, yellow-haired, pink-skinned doll was what every girl… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
It's always seemed to me that black people's grace has been with what they do with language. In Lorrain, Ohio, when I… — 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
