Rita Williams-Garcia Quotes

I pressed and I prayed. It was only right that pressing went with prayer. That and being sorry. Every wrinkle was a patch of sorry to be smoothed and flattened.

It was a strange, wonderful feeling. To discover eyes upon you when you expected no one to notice you at all.

The last thing Pa and Big Ma wanted to hear was how we made a grand Negro spectacle of ourselves thirty thousand feet up in the air around all these white people.