My father saw two black men lynched on his street in Cartersville, as a child. And I think seeing two black businessmen… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom. Bleak sky is as seductive as sunshine, miniature orange trees… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
My daddy's face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
And they beat. The women for having known them and no more, no more; the children for having been them but never… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Sweet, she thought. He must think I can't bear to hear him say it. That after all I have told him and… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I sometimes lose interest in the characters and get much more interested in the trees and animals. — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
they ran in the sunlight, creating their own breeze which pressed their dresses into their damp skin. Reaching a kind of square… — 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
