Something that is loved is never lost.

Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.

I don't think a female running a house is a problem, a broken family. It's perceived as one because of the notion that a head is a man.

Schools must stop being holding pens to keep energetic young people off the job market and off the streets. We stretch puberty out a long, long time.

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.

He leans over and takes her hand. With the other he touches her face. ‘You your best thing, Sethe. You are.’ His holding fingers are holding hers.

‘Me? Me?