Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

Someone Is Always At My Elbow Reminding Me That I Am The Granddaughter Of Slaves. It Fails To Register Depression With Me.

The Present Was An Egg Laid By The Past That Had The Future Inside Its Shell.

Love Makes Your Soul Crawl Out From Its Hiding Place.

I Have Been Amazed By The Anglo-saxon's Lack Of Curiosity About The Internal Lives And Emotions Of The Negroes, And For That Matter, Any Non-anglo-saxon Peoples Within Our Borders, Above The Class Of Unskilled Labor.

All Gods Who Receive Homage Are Cruel. All Gods Dispense Suffering Without Reason. Otherwise They Would Not Be Worshipped. Through Indiscriminate Suffering Men Know Fear And Fear Is The Most Divine Emotion. It Is The Stones For Altars And The Beginning Of Wisdom. Half Gods Are Worshipped In Wine And Flowers. Real Gods Require Blood.