"Aren't they the real bedbugs, / Local watchmen for the foreign robbers? / When they see a poor man’s property their mouths water, / When they get their own, their mouths dry up! / Don’t they have any lands / They can share with these foreigners / Whom they have invited back into the country / To desecrate the land?"

"Any writer of any worth at all hopes to play only a pocket-torch of light - and rarely, through genius, a sudden flambeau - into the bloody yet beautiful labyrinth of human experience, of being."

"Religion is the alcohol of the soul! / Religion is the poison of the mind!"

"For there are many questions about our history which remain unanswered. Our present day historians, following on similar theories yarned out by defenders of imperialism, insist we only arrived here yesterday."

"Sorry!I shall marry when I want.Nobody will force me into it!"

"I make myself a promise then—never again. I will never live so powerlessly, shackle myself, for people who wouldnʼt even care if I die tonight."

"Nothing factual that I write or say will be as truthful as my fiction."

"The first queen spared the life of her brother, reasoning that a good ruler must be willing to die for the people and show mercy when needed. It’s a beautiful story . . . but this is an ugly day. There will be no mercy from me."

"Revenge is a poison, Dèmi. Drink it and you can destroy your enemies, but you will die long before you see them take their last breaths."

"Perhaps there is no other way of reaching some understanding of being than through art? Writers themselves don't analyze what they do; to analyze would be to look down while crossing a canyon on a tightrope. To say this is not to mystify the process of writing but to make an image out of the intense inner concentration the writer must have to cross the chasms of the aleatory and make them the word's own, as an explorer plants a flag."

"the new global economy has to be seen as a complex, overlapping, disjunctive order that cannot any longer be understood in terms of existing center-periphery models"

"are products of a profound sense of entitlement"

"the money she was bringing in eased some of the stringencies in their life"

"Only in the prescient dimension of the imagination could I bring together what had been deliberately broken and fragmented; fit together the shapes of living experience, my own and that of others, without which a whole consciousness is not attainable. I had to be part of the transformation of my place in order for it to know me."

"had more women coming to be clothed by her” than she could accommodate"

"As the women for whose image she sewed were inclined to take someone outside their social circle into confidences about their lives she was herself beguiled in turn to confess"

"Humans, the only self-regarding animals, blessed or cursed with this torturing higher faculty, have always wanted to know why."

"to make a living any way he can"

"who had no more schooling than in a small Hungarian town picked up the language easily,” and “taught how to sew in accordance with the strict requirements of a female role imposed by her grandmother,” is able to solicit clients for whom she made dresses"

"the ever-constant struggles,actions,and constructions the decolonial pedagogies that fissure or crack the modern/colonial matrix of power"

"My father once told me that truth has many faces, mouths that help us see more clearly. But justice has only one face—a sword for those who warrant it, whether they be the victims of yesterday or the victors of today."

"Fear is a strange master. It makes monsters from the simplest of me."

"what better way to make claim to a new country"

"Christian, Commerce, Civilization: the Bible, the Coin, the Gun: Holy Trinity."

"He was amazingly different from Lukumon—savvier, kinkier, unselfish."

"Just because we donʼt understand others doesnʼt mean they deserve our ridicule or hatred."

"They will ask me when I first knew I was in love with you. I will sign and say I don't know. It happened in fragments, piece by piece, separate moments over the years."

"Moments - that's how I remember it. They will be surprised when I say you are the only man I have ever loved."

"You liked me so much I had no choice but to start liking myself, to start acting respectable, like someone who had something special waiting for them back home"

"Writers themselves don't analyze what they do; to analyze would be to look down while crossing a canyon on a tightrope."

"Then he slapped me. I was used to my father beating my mother. He did it almost with a nonchalance that came from regular practice and confidence in her perpetual surrender. But I am not my mother. I slapped Victor ― so hard, my wrist almost snapped and the pain volted up my arm."

"What do you want to do with that title-deed? / Why do you always gaze at it / As if it was a title for a thousand ares."

"But you didn’t say you cried mostly because, after considering the darkness of your Allen Avenue days and the deep dissatisfaction of your marriage, sometimes you were overwhelmed with gratitude that you were the lucky mother to two beautifully perfect boys. They were the best and purest things in your life, a nod to God and his mysterious ways."

"It’s all the modern children. / They have no manners at all."

"Aaa! You could never tell what these people would do. In spite of the fact that they were all white, they killed one another with poison, fire and big bombs that destroyed the land.”"

"thirty-three when you had your first orgasm. It wasn’t from Idris. But, call it serendipity, it was Idris who introduced you to him. He was a beautiful man. Dimpled"

"Go and fetch water from the drum outside, / You know the one near the pig-sty."

"It’s better to sometimes cover up our eating habits,Rather than show the poor our mastications!"

"Misery loves company, dear.” She was also fond of asking rhetorically, “Why spend your money when you can spend his?”"

"The second sense whites moving in on the blacks’ country”"

"I believe we can save the donkey and save the community.""

"We went on a journey to the city to save Ilmorog from the drought. We brought back spiritual drought from the city...""

"Pages 6-7."

"He is ashamed and at the same time angrily resentful that she is seeing it it will be an image of His county,his people what he comes from and what he really is"

"She is ashamed of her parents he thinks she is ashamed of him ,neither knows either about the other"

". You are not there I am not there to see it is a traffic tangle in the streets , hands going up in capability, surrender,owing this open to publicity is not the spectacle available late-night on adult TV"

"They nearly all had one thing in common: submission to the Lord. They called him Brother Ezekieli, our brother in Christ, and they would gather in the yard of the house after work for prayers and thanksgiving. There were of course some who had devilish spirits which drove them to demand higher wages and create trouble on the farm and they would be dismissed."

"We must always be ready to plant the seed in these last days before His second coming. All the signs—strife, killing, wars, blood—are prophesied here.’"

"But boys were always more confident about the future than us girls. They seemed to know what they wanted to become later in life: whereas with us girls the future seemed vague . . . It was as if we knew that no matter what efforts we put into our studies, our road led to the kitchen and to the bedroom."

"there is anyway no discription that is the discription.everyone who sees a different face the face he sees is the definitive face for the present situation.the two tickets he holds in his hands turns over ,unfolds verifies materialize a face,her face for him that didn't exist before ,the face for what's impossible can't be"