The Healing Quotes

“Sometiimes when you look at a person all you see is the tangle and you miss the weave”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“A flapping tongue puts out the light of wisdom."~Polly Shine”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“When I look up, there are women as far as I can see, standing in the river one behind the other, generations going back to the beginning time, from the very womb of God.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Woman is the way God says yes in this here world. He put the promise on us. The woman carries ‘In the beginning’ in her body. And every month God will use your blood to wash the moon so the beginning time can begin again. When you get to be a woman you got to carry the promise with respect, and honor all the mothers who passed it down to us.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“When you quilting up a life, you sometimes got to start with any piece you can get your hands on.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Granada had never been on the water before and she marveled at how the creek was a living thing with a will of its own, like an untamed horse challenging her to ride upon its back.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“No one had ever told her about the ingredients of life, only of biscuits.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“You don’t have no idea who you are. And if you don’t know who you are,” Polly continued, “you can’t know nothing about where you beee-long.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Sometimes you got to lie on the outside to keep your voice loud on the inside. We don’t owe the master the truth. He owes us. Nothing comes from the master. He is the thief in the night. He steals it all. And every time we have to say ‘yes sir’ and ‘no sir,’ he steals some more. But we can survive it, if we stay loud in here,” she said, throwing a fist hard against her breast.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Creation is filled with soul-sick folks, colored and white, never knowing where they belong. They tangle everybody else up in their grief.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“When you got a question,” Polly said before Granada could ask, “first be silent. Look around you. Let creation speak the truth to you.” She”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Look up, Granada. Look to your people. We as beautiful and as plentiful as them stars knitted together in heaven. We just forgot. Somebody’s got to remember for us all.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“It shames me to admit that in the white-defined society in which I was raised, blacks were considered merely background. This was worse than physical segregation. This was psychological segregation. It wasn't that we were taught not to associate with blacks: close association was unavoidable. Instead, we were taught to see half the population not as individuals but as functionaries - maids, yardmen, etc.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Calming ain't curing, is it, girl?" the woman asked aloud. "Keeping you hushed might keep me out of jail, but sure as the world, calming ain't curing.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Just remember this, girl, the water you hate is the water that's going to drown you.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“the saddest thing about being the only one left to tell a story is everybody who cares to listen is gone.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“The silence of an entire race was evidence of your superiority. Fast-forward”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“The biggest thing the white man takes from us ain’t our bodies. He takes our voices, too. He swallows up our yes’s and no’s like biscuits. But one day our yes’s and no’s will be so loud and strong they will lodge in his throat. He will have to spit them out to keep from choking. He will starve. There won’t be nothing left of him except the shadows he casts on the deadest night.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“But remember this. When God wants to punish us, he gives us just ourselves to care for.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“It’s always ‘In the beginning’ with God. Our God is sure enough a starting-over God.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“They was just starving people is all. I fed them. Talked to them. Listened. That ain’t hoodoo. Just plain sense. The magic weren’t in the food. It was in the seeing.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“They all watched silently as she walked toward her cabin, but when she got to the doorway she stopped and turned around. She stood for a moment with her chin lifted and her eyes closed. What on earth was she doing? Granada wondered.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Exactly what kind of creature is it?” they asked one another. She was too unsightly to be thought of as frolic in bed for the master. She was too far past her childbearing years to multiply the stock. Though she seemed nimble enough, it was hard to imagine her being brought all the way from North Carolina for field work.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Gran Gran recalled the bloodstained dress she had taken off the girl. It was made of blue silk muslin and finely embroidered, stitched by somebody who knew what they were doing. She hated having to toss the ruined garment into the stove. The smell had sickened her. Since she was a girl, she had never forgotten the odor of beautiful things set afire. Such a waste!”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“When God wants to punish us, he gives us just ourselves to care for.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“You’re soul sick is what you are,” Polly said. “And you can stomp your little footsie all you want to, but you ain’t going to get well until you remember. And you can’t remember until you learn to see.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Sometimes, when you look at a person, all you see is the tangle and you miss the weave.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“It’s only when you don’t want nothing from a body that you can see who they are,” Polly had said. “It’s strange, but when you don’t want nothing, seems like you can give everything you got.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“Granada, remember I told you my momma was a weaver?” The girl nodded, sniffling. “Yes, ma’am. In Africa.” “That’s right. All her people, the women, were weavers. The finest anywhere.” Polly paused for a moment to catch her breath. She was weaker than Granada had thought. When Polly began again, her words were too low to be heard. Granada leaned in closer. “She told me the secret … what made them so fine, mother after daughter after granddaughter, all the way down the line.” “What was it, Polly?” “She say, the difference in weavers is, some see the tangle and others see the weave. The ones that can’t take their eyes off the tangle, they never rise above it.” “Yes, ma’am,” Granada said, knowing this was important, trying to understand. “Granada, this here … what happened to me, to you, to Rubina … ain’t nothing but a tangle. It’s the weave you got to remember, Granada. It’s bigger than you and me. It went on before you and me got here. It’ll go on after you and me leave this place and go to wherever it is Rubina is waiting. Just a tangle, Granada.” Her whisper became so small, the girl had to put an ear to Polly’s mouth. Granada felt the parched lips brush against skin. “Yewande, lift your eyes and see!”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing

“You’re like a lot of others, thinking everything come from the white man. Long as you believe that, you’ll be blind to your own lights. You got to break the lie.”
― Jonathan Odell, The Healing