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"The effort to recall was too great; there was a buzzing in his head, and a wash of fatigue overcame him. He closed his box, eased himself out on the bed, and slipped into an ivory sleep from which he could not hear the tiny yelps of an old lady who had come out of her candy store and found the still carcass of an old dog named Bob."

"And then the tears rushed down his cheeks, to make a bouquet under his chin."

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 158). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

"Thus the banquet was the exultation, the harmony, the acceptance of physical frailty, joy in the termination of misery. Laughter, relief, a steep hunger for food."

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 143). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

"...My Maker will take care of me. I know He will. I know He will. Besides, it don’t make no difference about this old earth. There is sure to be a glory. Only thing I miss sometimes is that rainbow. But like I say, I don’t recollect it much anymore.”

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 131). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

"That was true. She wouldn’t kill us, or laugh a terrible laugh at us, or throw a bottle at us."

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 105). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

“Oh.” He laughed the grown-up getting-ready-to-lie laugh. A heh-heh we knew well.

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 78). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

My daddy’s face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to avalanche; his eyebrows bend like black limbs of leafless trees. His skin takes on the pale, cheerless yellow of winter sun; for a jaw he has the edges of a snowbound field dotted with stubble; his high forehead is the frozen sweep of the Erie, hiding currents of gelid thoughts that eddy in darkness.

"If Cholly had stopped drinking, she would never have forgiven Jesus. She needed Cholly’s sins desperately. The lower he sank, the wilder and more irresponsible he became, the more splendid she and her task became. In the name of Jesus."

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 42). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

"Misery colored by the greens and blues in my mother’s voice took all of the grief out of the words and left me with a conviction that pain was not only endurable, it was sweet."

Morrison, Toni. The Bluest Eye: A Novel (Vintage International) (p. 26). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.