Nobel prize winner, professor, essayist, editor, novelist and provider of stunning one-liners! The death of Toni Morrison puts a hole in our lives. We now rely on her comments and literature to continue to prick our collective consciences
If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.
You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.
If there is a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, you must be the one to write it.
Bit by bit, at 124 and in the Clearing, along with others, she had claimed herself. Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order.
A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves – a special kind of double.
Love is or it ain’t. Thin love ain’t love at all.
In this country American means white. Everybody else has to hyphenate.
As you enter positions of trust and power, dream a little before you think.
At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.