John Healy

“And when James asked what color God was, she said, God is the color of water.”
― James McBride

“The man was the finest preacher. He could make a frog stand up straight and get happy with Jesus.”
― James McBride, The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother

“...since I was a little boy, she had always wanted me to go. She was always sending me off on a bus someplace, to elementary school, to camp, to relatives in Kentucky, to college. She pushed me away from her just as she'd pushed my elder siblings away when we lived in New York, literally shoving them out the front door when they left for college. ”
― James McBride, The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother

“It was always so hot, and everyone was so polite, and everything was all surface but underneath it was like a bomb waiting to go off. I always felt that way about the South, that beneath the smiles and southern hospitality and politeness were a lot of guns and liquor and secrets.”
― James McBride, The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother