As a child I was considered respectful; as a young woman I was called discreet. Later on I was thought to have the wisdom maturity brings. Nowadays silence is looked on as odd and most of my race has forgotten the beauty of meaning much by saying little. Now tongues work all by themselves with no help from the mind. Still, I used to be able to have normal conversations…. Now? No. Barefaced being the order of the day, I hum. The words dance in my head to the music in my mouth.
— Toni Morrison, Love [via: sundaykinfolk.com]