In my mother's church, everybody read the Bible and it was mostly about music. My mother had the most beautiful voice I… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“A man ain't nothing but a man," said Baby Suggs. "But a son? Well now, that's somebody.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Misery colored by the greens and blues in my mother’s voice took all of the grief out of the words and left… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown. In my heart it… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“I'll tend to her as no mother ever tended a child, a daughter. Nobody will ever get my milk no more except… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that supposed to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I sang "O Holy Night" in a school choir. My mother came and listened to me and complimented me. So that was… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
One of the monstrous things that slavery in this country caused was the breakup of families. I mean, physical labor, horrible; beatings,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“What do you know about somebody not being good enough for somebody else? And since when did you care whether Corinthians stood… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
...fact was she knew more about them than she knew about herself, having never had the map to discover what she was… — 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
All the time, I'm afraid the thing that happened that made it all right for my mother to kill my sister could… — 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
