“it seems to me that this itself was the disaster I foresaw, a common enough disaster for most infants these days: that I was a baby, born cute, loud, needy, wild, but the conditions of the wilderness have changed.” — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“We believe the one who has the power. He is the one who gets to write the story. So when you study history, you… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“Her trick is to make him think that he is king of the bush, but what does a king matter? Really, she is king… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“How could he explain to Marjorie that he wasn’t supposed to be here? Alive. Free. That the fact that he had been born, that… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“Yaw wasn't certain that he believed in forgiveness. He heard the word most on the few days he went to the white man's church… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“I’m too old to go to America now. Too old for revolution, too. Besides, if we go to the white man for school, we… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“If she slept, she would do so only lightly, dipping the ladle of sleep into the shallow pool of dreamland” — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“Aunty, they say that you make impossible things possible.” She laughed again. “Eh, but they say that about Anansi, about Nyame, about the white… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“And in my village we have a saying about separated sisters. They are like a woman and her reflection, doomed to stay on opposite… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“if we go to the white man for school, we will just learn the way the white man wants us to learn. We will… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
“On the first day of the second term, Yaw watched the new students amble in. They were always well-behaved children, these boys, having been… — Yaa Gyasi Copy Share Image
