“ Mama is beautiful,” I said.“Mama is strong,” he said. “Beauty comes and goes. Strength, you keep forever. ”
But I have long loved the written word, and come to see in it the power of the sleeping lion. This is my name. This is who I am. This is how I got here. In the absence of an audience, I will write down my story so that it waits like a restful beast with lungs breathing and heart beating.
~ Lawrence Hill
To gaze into another persons face is to do two things: to recognise their humanity and to assert your own.
Today you live, child. Tomorrow, you dream.
I had chosen freedom, with all its insecurities, and nothing in the world would make me turn away from it.