Well, feel this, why don't you? Feel how it feels to have a bed to sleep in and somebody there not worrying… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“He felt twilight. Not there seemed to be some kind of wet light traveling over his legs and stomach with a deeply… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The children - I call them children when they're under 18 - are hungry for that love. The drugs are just a… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Shadrack rose and returned to the cot, where he fell into the first sleep of his new life. A sleep deeper than… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
In fact her maturity and blood kinship converted her passion to fever, so it was more affliction than affection. It literally knocked… — 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
