“A man ain't nothing but a man," said Baby Suggs. "But a son? Well now, that's somebody.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
A man ain't nothing but a man. But a son? Well, now, that's somebody — 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
But maybe a man was nothing but a man, which is what Baby Suggs always said. They encouraged you to put some… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Like Guitar in Son of Solomon, and Son in Tar Baby, he believed that harmony could never exist between the races. — 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
