How we come into this world, how we are ushered in, met, and hopefully embraced upon arrival, impacts the whole of our time on earth.
ALICE WALKERHow we come into this world, how we are ushered in, met, and hopefully embraced upon arrival, impacts the whole of our time on earth.
ALICE WALKERMy parents taught me service – not by saying, but by doing. That was my culture, the culture of my family.
ALICE WALKERThe earth is wise. It has given itself into the keeping of all, and all are therefore accountable.
ALICE WALKERI can be almost terminally grief-stricken because things are so dire, but at the same, there’s a real lightheartednes s about just the recoverability of life, of how things change, how they’re not the same, ever again.
ALICE WALKERI’m pore, I’m black, I may be ugly and can’t cook, a voice say to everything listening. But I’m here.
ALICE WALKERThe original crime of niggers and lesbians is that they prefer themselves.
ALICE WALKERAbortion is an act of self-defense.
ALICE WALKEROne thing that never ceases to amaze me, along with the growth of vegetation from the earth and of hair from the head, is the growth of understanding.
ALICE WALKERYou can’t send me anywhere that I wouldn’t be happy to go. You’d be surprised as to how that lightens the heart.
ALICE WALKERHow simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
ALICE WALKERIt no longer bothers me that I may be constantly searching for father figures; by this time, I have found several and dearly enjoyed knowing them all.
ALICE WALKERAmerica is not nearly done. We’re only in the beginning. Who knows who we will be? Who knows… what color we will be? It is all something that, maybe, our descendants – if they survive that long – will see.
ALICE WALKERWhenever you are creating beauty around you, you are restoring your own soul.
ALICE WALKERI’m one in what I do and what I say and what I believe.
ALICE WALKERHow sad now never to see men holding hands, while everywhere one looks they are holding guns.
ALICE WALKERWe writers – we’re the snowflakes of the literary world. We each have our own shape.
ALICE WALKER