“Jazz. Here in Germany it become something worse than a virus. We was all of us damn fleas, us Negroes and Jews and low-life hoodlums, set on playing that vulgar racket, seducing sweet blond kids into corruption and sex. It… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“Hell," he said with a grin. "It's early yet. It's always early, while you still alive.” — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“Do you still call it talent, if it blooms without any kind of nurturing? That's got to be something else. She made talent sound… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“She laughed. I closed my eyes. It sounded damn mournful, that laugh of hers echoing off the square.” — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
Of all the excellent copyedits I've received over the years, Marie-Lynn Hammond's was by far the best. Her work on Half Blood Blues was… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“Jazz. Here in Germany it become something worse than a virus. We was all of us damn fleas, us Negroes and Jews and low-life… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“Chip recons that he is charming as hell, and who am I to poke holes in his theory. That means that sometimes lies leave… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
“There's all sorts of ways to live, Chip. Some of them you give a lot. Some of them you take a lot. Art, jazz,… — Esi Edugyan Copy Share Image
