“My color is my joy and not my burden...”

“My color is my joy and not my burden...”

“As I grow older part of my emotional survival plan must be to actively seek inspiration instead of passively waiting for it to find me.”

“My color is my joy and not my burden...”

“A child's death isn't always necessary for a mother to grieve.”

“That's what a man is supposed to do for his wife. Listen, if a nigger didn't get lynched every now and then, well, there's just no telling what they'd do to us.""Who?" Lily asked."Why, honey, the niggers and our husbands both. I don't care what color they are; men build up steam. And they gotta let it out somewhere. Colored men. White men. They both crazy. Honey, the point is you gotta look at it this way: A whole lotta women can't, "I got a man who'll kill for me." ”

“In all his imaginings, he had never envisioned her crying. He knew that her son had died, but he'd never expected that her pain might be anything he could recognize, almost as though he believed that Negroes had their own special kind of grieving ritual, another language, something other than tears they used to express their sadness.”