A dead language is not only one no longer spoken or written, it is unyielding language content to admire its own paralysis.… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
If there is a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, you must be the one to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
The unflattering reviews are painful for short periods of time; the badly written ones are deeply, deeply insulting. That reviewer took no… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Sex is difficult to write about because it's just not sexy enough. The only way to write about it is not to… — 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
