Gloria Naylor
Gloria Naylor
Gloria Nayloris an American novelist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 January 1950
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful hair black
black isn't beautiful and it isn't ugly - black is! It's not kinky hair and it's not straight hair - it just is.
technology two world
In a contest between new technology and old ways of life, it is the traditional rhythms that will hold. Traditional societies make up more than two-thirds of the world, the two-thirds that will not be going online to "save" time but will remain wedded to the knowledge that if the bus doesn't come that day, it will come someday. After all, there is nothing but time.
world alphabet stopping
Once I unlocked the mystery of the alphabet that led to words, a multitude of words connecting me to the world, there was no stopping me.
father son daddy
Old as he was, he still missed his daddy sometimes.
years funny-things mind
Time is a funny thing. I was always puzzled with the way a single day could stretch itself out to the point of eternity in your mind, all while years melted down into the fraction of a second.
home knowing long
Home. It's being new and old all rolled into one. Measuring your new against old friends, old ways, old places, Knowing that as long as the old survives, you can keep changing as much as you want without the nightmare of waking up to a total stranger.
writing clue truth-is
Why do I write? The truth, the unvarnished truth, is that I haven't a clue.
writing artist america
There is a problem in America. An Irish or Polish American can write a story and it's an American story. When a Black American writes a story, it's called a Black story. I take exception to that. Every artist has articulated to his own experience. The problem is that some people do not see Blacks as Americans.
self consciousness form
Self-consciousness is really a form of egotism.
hurt memories glasses
Time's passage through the memory is like molten glass that can be opaque or crystalize at any given moment at will: a thousand days are melted into one conversation, one glance, one hurt, and one hurt can be shattered and sprinkled over a thousand days. It is silent and elusive, refusing to be damned and dripped out day by day; it swirls through the mind while an entire lifetime can ride like foam on the deceptive, transparent waves and get sprayed onto the conciousness at ragged, unexpected intervals.
law people community
The intelligence community, for the most part, has no accountability at all; to the Congress, to us the American people, and so they feel that they above the law.
pain smart people
They all trying to say something with music that you can't say with plain talk. There ain't really no words for love or pain. And the way I see it, only fools go around trying to talk their love or talk their pain. So the smart people make music and you can kinda hear about it without them saying anything.
half spoiled born
Spoiled. That's all it's about - can't live without this, can't live without that. You can live without anything you weren't born with, and you can make it through on even half of that.
powerful reality myth
A myth is more powerful - and more lasting - than reality.