“He was like a bottle and music was the wine… She liked to be near him when it poured.” — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“What makes the self? Experiences. Acculturation. What else? I don't know. What's within you. She says, I don't know what was within me and… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“Dissent is verbal resistance. It is the affirmation of our voices, of our worth. It is, in a democracy, a fundamental right. And, in… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“I work hard to embody you, Mama Harriet. When I learned that after you escaped, your brothers had second thoughts and turned back, but… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“It is love that pushes us to face the journey toward justice without flinching, love that impels us to keep going on the long,… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“She was awake, alive, full of ideas like branches in a greenhouse, growing thick and rife against the glass.” — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“You see, Mama Harriet, the conundrum that you encountered is the same set of contradictions that we encounter. We had a Black president who… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“No, I wanted to say, he didn't cut off her hands because he didn't have to, he had cut them off long before, with… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“Nothing changes if we just feel shitty about being White. And nothing changes if we refuse to talk about it. The opposite of white… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“I want to believe in prophecies more than policies. I want to listen to poets rather than pollsters.” — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“The human story is one of continual branching movement, out of Africa to every corner of the globe. When people talk of blood and… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“James Baldwin’s “My Dungeon Shook—Letter to My Nephew on the One Hundredth Anniversary of Emancipation,” published in The Fire Next Time in 1963 (the… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
“There's that feeling that comes when you read something and the lines speak directly to you, and to you only, even though the person… — Carolina De Robertis Copy Share Image
