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He would rather appreciate the value in a dinged-up quarter than accept a shiny penny. Dolce was shining but her worth was insignificant.
The reward for a good life lived was to meet that soul that was intended to be your mate.
“A man takes care of his woman. If this is about a woman, then a man would be at her side. If it’s about you, then we can walk in there and handle it together and burn something. The type of man that I would want my daughter with, and trust me, Morgan is like a daughter to me…that man would walk away and make sure she’s good. A real man never puts himself in a position to leave his woman. Murder is 25 years to life. Is this some street shit between you and him? Or some kind of show of love for a woman? Because, if it’s for love, you got it backwards. Love keeps you at her side, healing wounds.
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No woman, especially a black woman, should have to do anything to keep anything;
His height, his sturdiness, behind her was what she needed. It was what every woman needed… a man to carry the weight when it got too heavy. Too many black queens were forced to play the role of king because of the absence of the men in their lives.
it’s the rocks with the most flaws that turn into the finest diamonds.”
“A man that have you cooking food he doesn’t provide is not a man,”
stunted, and overcompensating in every area of his life to make up for what he lacked in companionship. A king could not reign without a queen to keep him strong. If man was the walls of a house, holding everything up, bearing the weight of all that inhabited it, his woman was the foundation. You could tear down walls, but a foundation was rock solid.
