No man may make another free.
Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.
Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.
It's no use of talking unless people understand what you say.
It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.
It would be against all nature for all the Negroes to be either at the bottom, top, or in between. We will go where the internal drive carries us like everybody else. It is up to the individual.
It was a weak spot in any nation to have a large body of disaffected people within its confusion.
It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
It seems that fighting is a game where everybody is the loser.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
The Haitian people are gentle and lovable except for their enormous and unconscious cruelty.
Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.
When a man keeps beating me to the draw mentally, he begins to get glamorous.
When one is too old for love, one finds great comfort in good dinners.