My Spirit Is Too Ancient To Understand

The Slaves Who Were Ourselves Had Known Terror Intimately, Confused Sunrise With Pain, & Accepted Indifference As Kindness.

And This Is For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide, But Are Moving To The Ends Of Their Own Rainbows.

Nice Is Such A Rip-off.

Novels Allow Me To Create A Whole World.

When I Die, I Will No Be Guilty Of Having Left A Generation Of Girls Behind Thinking That Anyone Can Tend To Their Emotional Health Other Than Themselves.