If he had been sent to check out Bluebeard's castle, he would have come back with a glowing report about the admirable condition o...f the cutlery.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. ... My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at where they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check without original energy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am sure my bones would not rest in an English grave, or my clay mix with the earth of that country. I believe the thought would ...drive me mad on my death-bed could I suppose that any of my friends would be base enough to convey my carcass back to her soil. I would not even feed her worms if I could help it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... there is a dangerous trend observable in some quarters of the Movement to program Sapphire out of her "evil" ways into a cover...-up, shut-up, lay-back-and-be-cool obedience role. She is being assigned an unreal role of mute servant that supposedly neutralizes the acidic tension that exists between Black men and Black women. She is being encouraged--in the name of revolution no less--to cultivate "virtues" that if listed would sound like the personality traits of slaves.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
At about that time I was once sitting at my place and whispering--it was naughty, I know--with my neighbor. Then you, Herr Profess...or Rudner, got up from your desk, came calmly down the aisle to me: "Did you speak?" and slapped me smack in the face. And I--the fury is inside me to this day--I didn't hit back. Such were the methods of objectivity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There was such anticipation before her matches. Everybody wondered about Suzanne, what she would wear, what she would look like. I... would love to be like that. Everything is too simple in tennis now. Wouldn't it be neat to be a mystery woman and bring high fashion back to the sport? To be like Suzanne ... out there but untouchable?... unreachable?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
La la la, Oh music swims back to me and I can feel the tune they played... the night they left me in this private institution on a hill.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O, this life Is nobler than attending for a check;... Richer than doing nothing for a bauble; Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »