Look heavenward and speak the word aloud. Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud. Peace.
Facts can obscure the truth.
Living a life is like constructing a building: if you start wrong, you’ll end wrong.
Age is nothing; waking up is everything.
I know that I’ve been guided by God. I am obedient.
I would welcome a friendship with Lynne Hinton. I would welcome an invitation to sit down at her table, but mostly I would welcome her next book.
If you have a song to sing, who are you not to open your mouth and sing to the world?
Nothing hurts more than realizing they meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to them.
Rainbows are people whose lives are bright, shining examples for others.
It’s not where your dreams take you, it’s where you take your dreams.
I’m a religious woman. And I feel I have responsibility. I have no modesty at all. I’m even afraid of it – it’s a learned affectation and it’s just stuck on me like decals. Now I pray for humility because that comes from inside out.
My mother is so full of joy and life. I am her child. And that is better than being the child of anyone else in the world.
Whenever I’m around some who is modest, I think, ‘Run like hell and all of fire.’ You don’t want modesty, you want humility.
I’ve always written. There’s a journal which I kept from about 9 years old. The man who gave it to me lived across the street from the store and kept it when my grandmother’s papers were destroyed. I’d written some essays. I loved poetry, still do. But I really, really loved it then.
Black women have not historically stood in the pulpit, but that doesn’t undermine the fact that they built the churches and maintain the pulpits.
My pride had been starched by a family who assumed unlimited authority in its own affairs.
My people had used music to soothe slavery’s torment or to propitiate God, or to describe the sweetness of love and the distress of lovelessness, but I knew no race could sing and dance its way to freedom.
We agreed that great men and women should be forced to live as long as possible. The reverence they enjoyed was a life sentence, which they could neither revoke nor modify.
The black kids, the poor white kids, Spanish-speaking kids, and Asian kids in the US – in the face of everything to the contrary, they still bop and bump, shout and go to school somehow. Their optimism gives me hope.
We must create a climate where people agree that human beings are more alike than unalike. The only way to do that is through education.