Quotes from MORRISON TONI

This soil is bad for certain kinds of flowers. Cerain seeds it will not nurture, certain fruit it will not bear, and when the land kills of its own volition, we acquiesce and say the victim had no right to live.

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

All of our waste which we dumped on her and which she absorbed. And all of our beauty, which was hers first and which she gave to us. All of us- all who knew her- felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her. We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness. [...] And she let us, and thereby deserved our contempt.

Love is never any better than the lover. [...] There is no gift for the beloved. The lover alone posseses his gift of love. The loved one is shorn, neutralized, frozen in the glair of the lover's inward eye.