Every December, I host a tree-trimming party. I serve chili with cornbread and lots of good wine. It's a wonderful party, and it shows how much adults like to play.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.

Bitterness is cancer - it eats upon the host. It doesn't do anything to the object of its displeasure.

My mom was a terrible parent of young children. And thank God - I thank God every time I think of it - I was sent to my paternal grandmother. Ah, but my mother was a great parent of a young adult.

One of the wonderful things about Oprah: She teaches you to keep on stepping.

I don't know how much longer I'll be around. I'll probably be writing when the Lord says, 'Maya, Maya Angelou, it's time.'