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I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.

The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not made for humans any more than black people were made for white, or women created for men.

Helped are those who forgive; their reward shall be forgetfulness of every evil done to them. It will be in their power, therefore, to envision the new Earth.

Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.

What the mind doesn’t understand, it worships or fears.

Hard times require furious dancing. Each of us is proof.

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Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn’t make us better, then what on earth is it for.

What you hope for, you also fear.

A grown child is a dangerous thing.

The more I wonder, the more I love.

The nature of this flower is to bloom.

Time moves slowly, but passes quickly.

Horses make a landscape look beautiful.

Even as I hold you, I am letting you go.

we are the ones we have been waiting for

Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.

Activism is my rent for living on the planet.

Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors.

Nobody is as powerful as we make them out to be.

In search of my mother’s garden, I found my own.

Look closely at the present you are constructing:

You must learn to love only that which cannot be stolen.

Writing saved me from the sin and inconvenience of violence.

Those in power must spend a lot of their time laughing at us.

Is solace anywhere more comforting than in the arms of a sister?

Surely the earth can be saved by all the people who insist on love.

When the ax came into the forest the trees said the handle is one of us.

Men make war to get attention. All killing is an expression of self-hate.

The only way to solace anyone who loved you in life is to be a good memory

Some colored people so scared of whitefolks they claim to love the cotton gin.

I have learned not to worry about love; but to honor its coming with all my heart.

Everything want to be loved. Us sing and dance and holler, just trying to be loved.

I’ve found, in my own writing, that a little hatred, keenly directed, is a useful thing.

Oh, Celie, unbelief is a terrible thing. And so is the hurt we cause others unknowingly.

Animals can communicate quite well. And they do. And generally speaking, they are ignored

I have fought and kicked and fasted and prayed and cursed and cried myself to the point of existing.

In nature, nothing is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways and they’re still beautiful.

I’m mad about the waste that happens when people who love each other can’t even bring themselves to talk.

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.

But it ain’t easy, trying to do without God even if you know he ain’t there, trying to do without him is a strain

People do not wish to appear foolish; to avoid the appearance of foolishness, they are willing to remain actually fools.

She thought of how precious it was to be able to know another person over many years. There was incomparable richness in it.

The animals of the planet are in desperate peril… Without free animal life I believe we will lose the spiritual equivalent of oxygen.

Helped are those who are content to be themselves; they will never lack mystery in their lives and the joys of self-discovery will be constant.

I’m always amazed that people will actually choose to sit in front of the television and just be savaged by stuff that belittles their intelligence.

A writer’s heart, a poet’s heart, an artist’s heart, a musician’s heart is always breaking. It is through that broken window that we see the world…

Some people don’t understand that it is the nature of the eye to have seen forever, and the nature of the mind to recall anything that was ever known.

Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to get attention we do, except walk?

I believe God is everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you can feel that, and be happy to feel that, you’ve found It.

I don’t know. I imagine good teaching as a circle of earnest people sitting down to ask each other meaningful questions. I don’t see it as a handing down of answers…

She was so quiet. So reflective. And she could erase herself, her spirit, with a swiftness that truly startled, when she knew the people around her could not respect it.”

It didn’t take long to realize I didn’t hardly know nothing. And that if you ast yourself why you black or a man or a woman or a bush it don’t mean nothing if you don’t ast why you here, period

Resist the temptation to think what afflicts you is peculiar to you. Have faith that what is in your consciousness can be communicated to the consciousness of all. And is, in many cases, already there.

…have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me. And I think all the other folks did too. They come to church to share God, not find God.

Laughter isn’t even the other side of tears. It is tears turned inside out. Truly the suffering is great, here on earth. We blunder along, shredded by our mistakes, bludgeoned by our faults. Not having a clue where the dark path leads us. But on the whole, we stumble along bravely, don’t you think?

We are all substantially flawed, wounded, angry, hurt, here on Earth. But this human condition, so painful to us, and in someways shameful- because we feel we are weak when the reality of ourselves is exposed- is made much more bearable when it is shared, face to face, in words that have expressive human eyes behind them…

All my life I had to fight. I had to fight my daddy. I had to fight my brothers. I had to fight my cousins and my uncles. A girl child ain’t safe in a family of men. But I never thought I’d have to fight in my own house. She let out her breath. I loves Harpo, she say. God knows I do. But I’ll kill him dead before I let him beat me.

To acknowledge our ancestors means we are aware that we did not make ourselves, that the line stretches all the way back, perhaps to God; or to Gods. We remember them because it is an easy thing to forget: that we are not the first to suffer, rebel, fight, love and die. The grace with which we embrace life, in spite of the pain, the sorrow, is always a measure of what has gone before.

HELPED are those who are content to be themselves; they will never lack mystery in their lives and the joys of self-discovery will be constant.
HELPED are those who love the entire cosmos rather than their own tiny country, city, or farm, for to them will be shown the unbroken web of life and the meaning of infinity.
HELPED are those who live in quietness, knowing neither brand name nor fad; they shall live every day as if in eternity, and each moment shall be as full as it is long.
HELPED are those who love others unsplit off from their faults; to them will be given clarity of vision.
HELPED are those who create anything at all, for they shall relive the thrill of their own conception, and realize an partnership in the creation of the Universe that keeps them responsible and cheerful.
HELPED are those who love the Earth, their mother, and who willingly suffer that she may not die; in their grief over her pain they will weep rivers of blood, and in their joy in her lively response to love, they will converse with the trees.
HELPED are those whose ever act is a prayer for harmony in the Universe, for they are the restorers of balance to our planet. To them will be given the insight that every good act done anywhere in the cosmos welcomes the life of an animal or a child.
HELPED are those who risk themselves for others’ sakes; to them will be given increasing opportunities for ever greater risks. Theirs will be a vision of the word in which no one’s gift is despised or lost.
HELPED are those who strive to give up their anger; their reward will be that in any confrontation their first thoughts will never be of violence or of war.
HELPED are those whose every act is a prayer for peace; on them depends the future of the world.
HELPED are those who forgive; their reward shall be forgiveness of every evil done to them. It will be in their power, therefore, to envision the new Earth.
HELPED are those who are shown the existence of the Creator’s magic in the Universe; they shall experience delight and astonishment without ceasing.
HELPED are those who laugh with a pure heart; theirs will be the company of the jolly righteous.
HELPED are those who love all the colors of all the human beings, as they love all the colors of the animals and plants; none of their children, nor any of their ancestors, nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who love the lesbian, the gay, and the straight, as they love the sun, the moon, and the stars. None of their children, nor any of their ancestors, nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who love the broken and the whole; none of their children, nor any of their ancestors, nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who do not join mobs; theirs shall be the understanding that to attack in anger is to murder in confusion.
HELPED are those who find the courage to do at least one small thing each day to help the existence of another–plant, animal, river, or human being. They shall be joined by a multitude of the timid.

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