Shall I give you my recipe for happiness? I find everything useful and nothing indispensable. I find everything wonderful and nothing miraculous. I reverence the body. I avoid first causes like the plague. – Norman Douglas
But to the slave mother New Years day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the children who may all be torn from her the next morning and often does she wish that she and they might die before the day dawns. – Harriet Ann Jacobs
The middle class is doing fine in fiction. But its not what gets me going. I love the working class, and everyone from it Ive met, and think theyre incredibly witty, inventive – theres a lot of poetry there. – Martin Amis
