I had learned that there were times when fighting was impossible, when the best thing to do was to wait and to learn.
Lawrence HillI concluded that no place in the world was entirely safe for an African, and that for many of us, survival depended on perpetual migration.
Lawrence HillI remember wondering, within a year or two of taking my first my first steps, why only men sat to drink tea and converse, and why women were always busy. I reasoned that men were weak and needed rest.
Lawrence HillI looked up from the street and again at the wretched captives. I vowed not to let the noises of the city drown out their voices or rob me of my past. It was less painful to forget, but I would look and I would remember.
Lawrence HillI stood up to take some air outside. The stars were brilliant that night, and the cicadas were crying in endless song. If the sky was so perfect, why was the earth all wrong?
Lawrence HillOnly from the calm, he said, can you see how to protect yourself from trouble.
Lawrence HillIf the sky was so perfect, why was the earth all wrong
Lawrence HillWe, the survivors of the crossing, clung to the beast that had stolen us away. Not a soul among us had wanted to baord that ship, but once out on open waters, we held on for dear life. The ship became an extension of our own rotting bodies. Those who were cut from the heaving animal sank quick to their deaths, and we who remained attached wilted more slow as poison festered in our bellies and bowels. We stayed with the beast until new lands met our feet, and we stumbled down the long plants just before the poison became fatal. Perhaps here in this new land, we would keep living.
Lawrence HillReading felt like a daytime dream in a secret land. Nobody but I knew how to get there, and nobody but I owned that place
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