Greatness depends on where you are coming from.

Is love this misguided need to have you beside me most of the time? Is love this safety I feel in our silences? Is it this belonging, this completeness?

She wanted to ask him why they were all strangers who shared the same last name.

And it's wrong of you to think that love leaves room for nothing else. It's possible to love something and still condescend to it.

The truth has become an insult.

You must never behave as if your life belongs to a man. Do you hear me?” Aunty Ifeka said. “Your life belongs to you and you alone.

Don’t see it as forgiving him. See it as allowing yourself to be happy. What will you do with the misery you have chosen? Will you eat misery?

If the sun refuses to rise we will make it rise

She felt a sense that things were in order, the way they were meant to be, and that even if they tumbled down once in a while, in the end they would come back together again.

We never actively remember death, ' Odenigbo said. The reason we live as we do is because we do not remember that we will die. We will all die.

Ruefully admitting we can neither remain children nor all become artists still less saints and mystics, we turn back, regretfully, but massively, to the time-ridden world.

A dress is a piece of ephemeral architecture, designed to enhance the proportions of the female body.

If life is a birthday cake let my face be smeared with its icing of cognac and kindness.

Remember that life is neither pain nor pleasure; it is serious business, to be entered upon with courage and in a spirit of self-sacrifice.

Edwina always enjoyed a morning ride. Some mornings she rode the horse, and some mornings she rode the groom.

The Pope also said that while he's in town he would like to go see 'The Book of Mormon.'

Don't avoid the cliches - they are cliches because they work!

The God of the Puritans...was a monster too horrible to contemplate.

Let soldiers on manoeuvres plant trees. Give police and criminals a shovel and a thousand seedlings.

We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.