The idea of a wanton woman is something I have inserted into almost all of my books. An outlaw figure who is… — 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
If a Negro got legs he ought to use them. Sit down too long, somebody will figure out a way to tie… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
There's a contract that I make between myself, the author, and the reader. I have to figure out how to give the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Hospitality is gold in this City; you have to be clever to figure out how to be welcoming and defensive at the… — 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
