“And the lives of these old black women were synthesized in their eyes- a puree of tragedy and humor, wickedness and serenity,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“But the truth was she could not bear to be around thier undead,healthy children.More than envy she felt that each laughing redcheeked… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Who’s teasing? I’m telling him the truth. He ain’t going to have it. Neither one of ‘em going to have it. And… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
But to find out the truth about how dreams die, one should never take the word of the dreamer. — 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
