They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God

No matter how far a person can go the horizon is still way beyond.

There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you.

Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person. That is natural. There is no single face in nature, becuse every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man's spice box seasons his own food.

I had a way of life inside me and I wanted it with a want that was twisting me.

Gods always love the people who make em.

That which she chooses to reveal is the life of her imagination, as it sought to mold and interpret her environment.

There two things everybody had to do: Go to God and find out what living is for yourself.

Before the week was over he had whipped Janie. Not because her behavior justified his jealousy, but it relieved that awful fear inside him. Being able to whip her reassured him in possession.

Of course he wasn’t dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking.