Toni Morrison

Love is or it ain’t. Thin love ain’t love at all.

Definitions belong to the definers, not the defined.

If you surrender to the wind, you can ride it.

Love is divine only and difficult always.

I dream a dream that dreams back at me

You are your best thing.

All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was.

You don’t have to love me but you damn well have to respect me.

Sifting daylight dissolves the memory, turns it into dust motes floating in light.

Certain seeds it will not nurture, certain fruit it will not bear and when the land kills of its own volition, we acquiesce and say the victim had no right to live