A Mother's Love Liberates.

I Am The Dream And The Hope Of The Slave

Yet It Is Only Love Which Sets Us Free.

It's Still Scary Every Time I Go Back To The Past. Each Morning, My Heart Catches. When I Get There, I Remember How The Light Was, Where The Draft Was Coming From, What Odors Were In The Air. When I Write, I Get All The Weeping Out.

I Can Be Changed By What Happens To Me. But I Refuse To Be Reduced By It.

I Speak A Number Of Languages, But None Are More Beautiful To Me Than English.