Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

Every Morning The World Flung Itself Over And Exposed The Town To The Sun.

Mama Exhorted Her Children At Every Opportunity To 'jump At The Sun.' We Might Not Land On The Sun, But At Least We Would Get Off The Ground.

I Do Not Weep At The World I Am Too Busy Sharpening My Oyster Knife.

She Knew Now That Marriage Did Not Make Love. Janie’s First Dream Was Dead, So She Became A Woman.

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