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“I just wanted Lee's attention—if not forever, then at least for the seven and a half minutes it would take him to polish me off.”
― Camille DeAngelis, Bones & All

“Eventually I realized something. Whenever you tell yourself, This time it will be different, it’s as good as a promise that it’ll turn out the same as it always has.”
― Camille DeAngelis, Bones & All

“Only the sky above us do we hold in common. I look at it often as if, somehow, reflected from its immensities, I will one day find myself gazing into your eyes. Your dear, large, clean and beautiful eyes.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

“Why any woman give a shit what people think is a mystery to me.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

“What God do for me? I ast.

She say, Celie! Like she shock. He gave you life, good health, and a good woman that love you to death.

Yeah, I say, and he give me a lynched daddy, a crazy mama, a lowdown dog of a step pa and a sister I probably won't ever see again. Anyhow, I say, the God I been praying and writing to is a man. And act just like all the other mens I know. Trifling, forgitful and lowdown.

She say, Miss Celie, You better hush. God might hear you.

Let 'im here me, I say. If he ever listened to poor colored women the world would be a different place, I can tell you.

She talk and she talk, trying to budge me way from blasphemy. But I blaspheme much as I want to.

All my life I never care what people thought about nothing I did, I say. But deep in my heart I care about God. What he going to think. And come to find out, he don't think. Just sit up there glorying in being deef, I reckon. But it ain't easy, trying to do without God. Even if you know he ain't there, trying to do without him is a strain.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

“I try to teach my heart not to want nothing it can't have.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

“And I don't believe you dead. How can you be dead if I still feel you? Maybe, like God, you changed into something different that I'll have to speak to in a different way, but you not dead to me Nettie. And never will you be.”
― alice walker, The Color Purple

“I wish they’d stop seeing me as a woman, and maybe then I’d be free to be what I want.”
― Tlotlo Tsamaase, Womb City

“I wish I was a man. I have no interest in being a man or a woman—I’m not one. I don’t know what ‘me’ is supposed to be”
― Tlotlo Tsamaase, Womb City

“I kept quiet and pretended to love this womanhood that was not mine to wear”
― Tlotlo Tsamaase, Womb City

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.

At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed