Fragmentation occurs when a civilization is in decline.
Early every morning an old woman goes to the market to curse a grocery clerk, who curses back.
Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.
Forgiveness is like faith. You have to keep reviving it.
Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
Imagination has rules, but we can only guess what they are.
Writing a poem is always a process of subtracting: you start with all of language available to you, and you choose a smaller field.
Call me Sunshine, pussy spread like the rainbow.
Without an understanding of the issue of race and a willingness to confront it head on, the working class will not build its strength.
No one holds the power. Just because they might give you a bit of money every now and then doesn't mean that they have the right to change what you do.