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It's sad to think that we've gotten to this that we actually have to think about how to go about finding a man. But...
It takes me forever to say my prayers these days, but I don't care, because this time around, I want to make sure God...
Too many of us are hung up on what we don't have, can't have, or won't ever have. We spend too much energy being down,...
Can't nothin make your life work if you ain't the architect.
Source: In Famous...
I don't trust white critics' judgment about most things that deal with black life, particularly when a black person is...
Learning to take hold of one's life is very difficult in a culture that values property over...
u feel that way sometimes
wondering:
wondering, how did we survive?
Source:...
They who humble themselves before knowledge of any kind generally end up the wiser and as voices with something...
To maintain the ability to admit and grow from our mistakes rather than let them defeat us represents best the inner...
Studies that bring clarity and direction to the black male situation as an integral part of the black family/community...
Let me learn now where Beauty is;
I was born to know her mysteries . . .
Source:...
I saw your heart,
And altered there in its darksome place
Were the tongues of flame the ancients knew . ....
Is any prophet come to teach a new thing
Now in a more apt time?
Source: Before...
I proudly love being a Negro woman -- it's so involved and interesting.
Source:...
It is dangerous for a woman to defy the gods;
To taunt them with the tongue's thin tip,
Or strut in the weakness...
My pessimism goes to the point of suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the I in loving; Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of...
The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life, without a dream?
Source: La...
A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.
Source: In The Speaker's...
I recoil, overcome with the glory of my rosy hue and the knowledge that I, a mere cock, have made the sun...