The world had taken a deep breath and was having doubts about continuing to revolve.
The world had taken a deep breath and was having doubts about continuing to revolve.
Without willing it, I had gone from being ignorant of being ignorant to being aware of being aware. And the worst part of my awareness was that I didn't know what I was aware of. I knew I knew very little, but I was certain that the things I had yet to learn wouldn't be taught to me at George Washington High School.
Anything that works against you can also work for you once you understand the Principle of Reverse.
Hoping for the best, prepared for the worst, and unsurprised by anything in between.
I had read a Tale of Two Cities and found it up to my standards as a romantic novel. She opened the first page and I heard poetry for the first time in my life...her voice slid in and curved down trough and over the words. She was nearly singing.
If growing up is painful for the Southern Black girl, being aware of her displacement is the rust on the razor that threatens the throat. It is an unnecessary insult.
If you're for the right thing, you do it without thinking.
It takes the human voice to infuse them with the shades of deeper meaning.
Life is going to give you just what you put in it. Put your whole heart in everything you do, and pray, then you can wait.
She comprehended the perversity of life, that in the struggle lies the joy.
The city became for me the ideal of what I wanted to be as a grown-up. Friendly, but never gushing, cool but not frigid or distant, distinguished without the awful stiffness.
The dread of futility has been my life-long plague.
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