Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

I Am The Kind Of A Woman That Likes To Move On Mentally From Point To Point, And I Like For My Man To Be There Way Ahead Of Me. Then If He Is Strong And Honest, It Goes On From There. Good Looks Are Not Essential, Just Extra Added Attraction.

She Starched And Ironed Her Face, Forming It Into Just What People Wanted To See.

Why Fear? The Stuff Of My Being Is Matter, Ever Changing, Ever Moving, But Never Lost; So What Need Of Denominations And Creeds To Deny Myself The Comfort Of All My Fellow Men? The Wide Belt Of The Universe Has No Need For Finger-rings. I Am One With The Infinite And Need No Other Assurance.

She Didn't Read Books So She Didn't Know That She Was The World And The Heavens Boiled Down To A Drop.

No Matter How Far A Person Can Go The Horizon Is Still Way Beyond You.