All Toni Morrison Quotes
- You been gone too long, Sula. Not too long, but maybe too far. Been
- But Jude,' she would say, 'you knew me. All those days and years, Jude, you knew me. My ways and my hands and how my… All
- She had been looking all along for a friend, and it took her a while to discover that a lover was not a comrade and… All
- There, in the center of that silence was not eternity but the death of time and a loneliness so profound the word itself had no… Absence
- Every now and then she looked around for tangible evidence of his having ever been there. Where were the butterflies? the blueberries? the whistling reed?… Absence
- When she awoke there was a melody in her head she could not identify or recall ever hearing before. 'Perhaps I made it up,' she… All
- It is sheer good fortune to miss somebody long before they leave you. Fortune
- Writing is really a way of thinking--not just feeling but thinking about things that are disparate, unresolved, mysterious, problematic or just sweet. Disparate
- A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double. Both
- She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still. Color
- Here I am not the one to throw out. No one steals my warmth and shoes because I am small. No one handles my backside.… Backside
- To be given dominion over another is a hard thing; to wrest dominion over another is a wrong thing; to give dominion of yourself to… Dominion
- Was it hard? I hope she didn't die hard.' Sethe shook her head. 'Soft as cream. Being alive was the hard part. Alive
- But maybe a man was nothing but a man, which is what Baby Suggs always said. They encouraged you to put some of your weight… Age
- No matter what all your teeth and wet fingers anticipated, there was no accounting for the way that simple joy could shake you. Accounting
- Risky, thought Paul D, very risky. For a used-to-be-slave woman to love anything that much was dangerous, especially if it was her children she had… Best
- Gimme hate, Lord,” he whimpered. “I’ll take hate any day. But don’t give me love. I can’t take no more love, Lord. I can’t carry… Ain T
- Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. African American
- In a way, her strangeness, her naiveté, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she… Activity
- She left me the way people leave a hotel room. A hotel room is a place to be when you are doing something else. Of… All
- I really think the range of emotions and perceptions I have had access to as a black person and as a female person are greater… Access
- When I write, I don't translate for white readers.... Dostoevski wrote for a Russian audience, but we're able to read him. If I'm specific, and… Able
- Birth, life, and death― each took place on the hidden side of a leaf. Birth
- In fact her maturity and blood kinship converted her passion to fever, so it was more affliction than affection. It literally knocked her down at… Affection
- Nothing could be taken for granted. Women who loved you tried to cut your throat, while women who didn't even know your name scrubbed your… Best