“Sometimes without conscious realization, our thoughts, our faith, out interests are entered into the past. We talk about other times, other places, other persons, and lose our living hold on the present. Sometimes we think if we could just go… — James McBride Copy Share Image
Some things in this world just ain't meant to be, not in the times we want 'em to, and the heart has to hold… — James McBride Copy Share
There are some really great books that have been written about slavery, but I don't think that the discourse about it in society has… — James McBride Copy Share
There are two responses to really awful things. One is to lament and say, "Oh my God, oh lord." And the other is to… — James McBride Copy Share
If you're going to cheat and take people's history and you're not writing the Bible, you ain't really so great. But if you try… — James McBride Copy Share
“Most cars drove through there because the drivers is either from The Bottom and wanna get home - or they ain't from The Bottom… — James McBride Copy Share
There has to be some mystery in life, because the joy of being a writer and the joy of being a musician is the… — James McBride Copy Share
“And when James asked what color God was, she said, God is the color of water.” — James McBride Copy Share
I'm proud of 'Miracle at St. Anna' and I loved it; there's no question in my mind it's as good as any movie that… — James McBride Copy Share
“back,” Daddy said. “It’ll work out.” He had no idea what to do about Helen. They spoke a completely different language. He was an… — James McBride Copy Share
I'm one of the few Black writers, or African American writers, who managed to work my way through the system so that it has… — James McBride Copy Share
First person narrative is a very effective tool but you have to know as a writer how to make it work. — James McBride Copy Share
The act of choosing what to place in your piece when you're a historian or a non-fiction writer already renders it into fiction for… — James McBride Copy Share
...since I was a little boy, she had always wanted me to go. She was always sending me off on a bus someplace, to… — James McBride Copy Share