The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.
Whenever you are creating beauty around you, you are restoring your own soul.
Look closely at the present you are constructing: it should look like the future you are dreaming.
My work is about my life, and what I want to do with it.
HELPED are those who lose their fear of death; theirs is the power to envision the future in a blade of grass.
I’m the most stubborn person I know.
In our particular society, it is the narrowed and narrowing view of life that often wins.
Artists are messengers whose responsibility is to unite the world – a faith that will lead not to destruction but to transformation.
Creation is a sustained period of bliss.
Wish for nothing larger Than your own small heart.
Just because I don’t harass it like some peoples us know don’t mean I ain’t got religion.
No song or poem will bear my mother’s name. Yet so many of the stories that I write, that we all write, are my mother’s stories.
Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.
I know what I’m thinking bout, I think. Nothing. And as much of it as I can.
You a low down dog is what’s wrong. It’s time to leave you and enter into the creation. And your dead body just the welcome mat I need.
People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.
Man corrupt everything, say Shug. He on your box of grits, in your head, and all over the radio. He try to make you think he everywhere. Soon as you think he everywhere, you think he God. But he ain’t. Whenever you trying to pray, and man plop himself on the other end of it, tell him to git lost, say Shug. Conjure up the flowers, wind, water, a big rock.
Everything want to be loved.
Who am I to tell her who to love? My job just to love her good and true myself. P. 237.
And I thank God let me gain understanding enough to know love can’t be halted just cause some peoples moan and groan. P.238.