“For a used-to-be-slave woman to love anything that much was dangerous, especially if it was her children she had settled on to love. The best thing, he knew, was to love just a little bit; everything, just a little bit, so when they broke its back, or shoved it in a croaker sack, well, maybe you’d have a little love left over for the next one.”

Toni Morrison in Beloved

It always amazes me how well Morrison understands so many different kinds of people and how they communicate (or fail to) and the internal monologues they keep.

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