“Their conversation is like a gently wicked dance: sound meets sound, curtsies, shimmies, and retires. Another sound enters but is upstaged by… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“All narrative begins for me as listening. When I read, I listen. When I write, I listen—for silence, inflection, rhythm, rest.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“All narrative begins for me as listening. When I read, I listen. When I write, I listen—for silence, inflection, rhythm, rest. Then… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“We had defended ourselves since memory against everything and everybody, considered all speech a code to be broken by us, and all… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“All paradises, all utopias are defined by who is not there, by the people who are not allowed in. [Conversation with Elizabeth… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Although each of her nurses was markedly different from the others in looks, dress, manner of speech, food and medical preferences, their… — 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