You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted lines. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dust, I'll rise.
I got my own back.
That knowledge humbles me, melts my bones, closes my ears, and makes my teeth rock loosely in their gums. And it also liberates me. I am a big bird winging over high mountains, down into serene valleys. I am ripples of waves on silver seas. I'm a spring leaf trembling in anticipation.
How important it is for us to recognize and celebrate our heroes and she-roes!
Ask for what you want and be prepared to get it!
Make every effort to change things you do not like. If you cannot make a change, change the way you have been thinking. You might find a new solution.
I'm just someone who likes cooking and for whom sharing food is a form of expression.
The white American man makes the white American woman maybe not superfluous but just a little kind of decoration. Not really important to turning around the wheels of the state. Well the black American woman has never been able to feel that way. No black American man at any time in our history in the United States has been able to feel that he didn't need that black woman right against him, shoulder to shoulder -- in that cotton field, on the auction block, in the ghetto, wherever.
A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning's greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.
Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: I'm with you kid. Let's go.
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.
The need for change bulldozed road down the center of my mind.
If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain.
Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it
I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
I want to thank you, Lord, for life and all that's in it. Thank you for the day and for the hour, and the minute.
If we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls.
A Woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing.She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself
kudos to the educators, athletes, dancers, judges, janitors, politicians, artists, actors, writers, singers, poets, and social activist, to all who dare to look at like with humor, determination and respect
A certain person wondered whya big strong girl like mewouldn't keep a jobwhich paid a normal salary.I took my time to lead herand to read her every page.Even minimal peoplecan't survive on minimal wage.A certain person wondered whyI wait all week for you.I didn't have the wordsto describe just what you do.I said you had the motionof the ocean in your walk,and when you solve my riddlesyou don't even have to talk.
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