“I stood up to take some air outside. The stars were brilliant that night, and the cicadas were crying in endless song. If the sky was so perfect, why was the earth all wrong?” — 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
