“We, the survivors of the crossing, clung to the beast that had stolen us away. Not a soul among us had wanted to baord that ship, but once out on open waters, we held on for dear life. The ship… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“I remember wondering, within a year or two of taking my first steps, why only men sat to drink tea and converse, and why… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“In the absence of an audience, I will write down my story so that it waits like a restful beast with lungs breathing and… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“Reading felt like a daytime dream in a secret land. Nobody but I knew how to get there, and nobody but I owned that… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“I concluded that no place in the world was entirely safe for an African, and that for many of us, survival depended on perpetual… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
But I have long loved the written word, and come to see in it the power of the sleeping lion. This is my name.… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“To gaze into another person's face is to do two things: to recognize their humanity, and to assert your own.” — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
“I looked up from the street and again at the wretched captives. I vowed not to let the noises of the city drown out… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
Never have I met a person doing terrible things who would meet my own eyes peacefully. To gaze into another person's face is to… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
I remember wondering, within a year or two of taking my first my first steps, why only men sat to drink tea and converse,… — Lawrence Hill Copy Share Image
