It takes me forever to say my prayers these days, but I don't care, because this time around, I want to make sure God doesn't have to do any guesswork.

I don't trust white critics' judgment about most things that deal with black life, particularly when a black person is the creator.

Too many of us are hung up on what we don't have, can't have, or won't ever have. We spend too much energy being down, when we could use that same energy -- if not less of it -- doing, or at least trying to do, some of the things we really want to do.

It's sad to think that we've gotten to this that we actually have to think about how to go about finding a man. But what's even sadder is that some men make you feel guilty for looking.

How Stella Got Her Groove Back.

I wrote the book in order to give myself permission.

It's the deception and when you think you are dealing with someone you think you can trust.

He has lost his (expletive) mind if he thinks I'm going to let him walk off into the sunset with my (expletive) money.

I would be content being a housewife if I could find the kind of man who wouldn't treat me like one.