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The Only Black People You Found Were Occasional Characters Or Characters Who Were So Feeble-witted That They Couldn't Manage Anything, Anyway. I Wrote Myself In, Since I'm Me And I'm Here And I'm Writing.

When Your Rage Is Choking You, It Is Best To Say Nothing.

Once You Grow Past Mommy And Daddy Coming Running When You're Hurt, You're Really On Your Own. You're Alone, And There's No One To Help You.

I Wasn't Trying To Work Out My Own Ancestry. I Was Trying To Get People To Feel Slavery. I Was Trying To Get Across The Kind Of Emotional And Psychological Stones That Slavery Threw At People.

I'm A Pessimist If I'm Not Careful, A Feminist, A Black,...an Oil-and-water Combination Of Ambition, Laziness, Insecurity, Certainty, And Drive.