Sam

“I don't know if Native Son is a good book or a bad book. And I don't know if the book I'm working on now will be a good book or a bad book. And I really don't care. The mere writing of it will be more fun and a deeper satisfaction than any praise or blame from anybody.”
― Richard Wright, Native Son

“No expensive veils and robes for Janie this time. She went on in her overalls. She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.”
― Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

“Carol raised her hand slowly and brushed her hair back, once on either side, and Therese smiled because the gesture was Carol, and it was Carol she loved and would always love. Oh, in a different way now, because she was a different person, and it was like meeting Carol all over again, but it was still Carol and no one else. It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they could go together, in heaven and in hell.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“Of course he wasn't dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking. The kiss of his memory made pictures of love and light against the wall. Here was peace.”
― Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God