If The Time Is Not Ripe, We

My Mother Helped Me Understand How Not To Show Off What I Knew, But How To Use It So That Others Might Benefit.

I Think Of My Life As A Unity Of Circles. Some Are Concentric, Others Overlap, But They All Connect In Some Way. Sometimes The Connections Don't Happen For Years. But When They Do, I Marvel. As In A Shimmering Kaleidoscope, Familiar Patterns Keep Unfolding

The Black Woman Had Had To Struggle Against Being A Person Of Great Strength.

If The Times Aren't Ripe, You Have To Ripen The Times.

A Negro Woman Has The Same Kind Of Problems As Other Women, But She Can't Take The Same Things For Granted.