Quotes from Alice Walker

My first step from the old white man was trees. Then air. Then birds. Then other people. But one day when I was sitting quiet and feeling like a motherless child, which I was, it come to me: that feeling of being part of everything, not separate at all. I knew that if I cut a tree, my arm would bleed. And I laughed and I cried and I run all around the house. I knew just what it was.

I treated you so mean. Like you was a servant. And all because Albert married you. And I didn't even want him for a husband,' she say. 'I never really wanted Albert for a husband. But just to choose me, you know?

believe God is everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you can feel that, and be happy to feel that, you've found It.

Maybe just living together, loving people makes them look like you, I said." Excerpt From The color purple Alice Walker This material may be protected by copyright.

Bueno, llega un momento en que todos hemos de empezar a cambiar si queremos mejorar. Y nuestra propia persona es lo que tenemos más a mano.

I dread parting from them because in the short time we've been together they've been like family to me. Like family might have been, I mean.

I remember one time you said your life made you feel so ashamed you couldn't even talk about it to God, you had to write it, bad as you thought your writing was. Well, now I know what you meant. And whether God will read letters or no, I know you will go on writing them; which is guidance enough for me. Anyway, when I don't write to you I feel as bad as I do when I don't pray, locked up in myself and choking on my own heart.

She got a long pointed nose and big fleshy mouth. Lips look like black plum. Eyes big, glossy. Feverish. And mean. Like, sick as she is, if a snake cross her path, she kill it

The little I knew about my own self wouldn't have filled a thimble!... But one thing I do thank her for, for teaching me to learn for myself, by reading and studying and writing a clear hand. And for keeping alive in me somehow the desire to know.

there's no beginning or end to teaching and learning and working — it all runs together.

Some people don't understand that it is the nature of the eye to have seen forever, and the nature of the mind to recall anything that was ever known. Or that was the nature, I should say, until man started to put things on paper.

Just cause I love her don't take away none of her rights.

A girl is nothing to herself; only to her husband can she become something.

Lord, I wants to go so bad. Not to dance. Not to drink. Not to play card. Not even to hear Shug Avery sing. I just be thankful to lay eyes on her

A Dios no le parece indecente? Nooo. Dios lo quiso así. Mira, Dios ama todo lo que amas tú, además de otras cosas. Pero lo que más le agrada es la admiración. ¿Quieres decir que Dios es vanidoso? Nooo; vanidoso, no. Pero le gusta compartir lo bueno.

That politicians who smiled at us and kissed our babies blue eyes shining with triumph well knew we were falling into our graves kicked by them as they counted our votes.

she is learning a way of life she will never live.

All my life I had to fight. I had to fight my daddy. I had to fight my brothers. I had to fight my cousins and my uncles. A girl child ain't safe in a family of men.

My first step from the old white man was trees. Then air. Then birds. Then other people. But one day when I was sitting quiet and feeling like a motherless child, which I was, it come to me: that feeling of being part of everything, not separate at all.

Spanish moss draggled bloody to the ground; amen corners creaked with grief; and the thrill of being able, once again, to endure unendurable loss produced so profound an ecstasy in mourners that they strutted, without noticing their feet, along the thin backs of benches: their piercing shouts of anguish and joy never interrupted by an inglorious fall.

Believing this, as I do, there is no resistance to the idea that what is foreign can be known. Can be understood. Can be held in the embrace of a love that is in fact the same Love that holds the Universe. Given this Earth on which we live and grow, given its beauty and generosity, its majesty and comfort, how can one doubt that one is loved? That in fact there is an abundance, not a scarcity of love? It is all anyone ever wants, really, I believe, and it is all around us while we starve.

We're asleep, said Suni. Just walking and talking, eating and shitting. Sound asleep. And we have to be that way, of course, said Anne. It's the human equivalent of fallowness. Spiritual hibernation, said Suni.

And she realized she did not care. She did not need to know the name humans had given the flower. To herself she called it friend and from then on looked for it along the banks of the river and felt concern for it's health.

they think they are the center of the universe and that everything that is done is done for them.