Alice Walker
Alice Walker
Alice Malsenior Walkeris an American novelist, short story writer, poet, and activist. She wrote the critically acclaimed novel The Color Purplefor which she won the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. She also wrote Meridian and The Third Life of Grange Copeland, among other works...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 February 1944
CityEatonton, GA
CountryUnited States of America
people earth saved
Surely the earth can be saved by all the people who insist on love.
stars writing moon
If I could live as a tree, as a river, as the moon, as the sun, as a star, as the earth, as a rock, I would. ...Writing permits me to experience life as any number of strange creations.
inspiring god religious
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.
mother parenting garden
In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.
mom mother flawed
Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me.
peace thinking ubuntu
I think we have to own the fears that we have of each other, and then, in some practical way, some daily way, figure out how to see people differently than the way we were brought up to.
self-esteem literature week
Anybody can observe the Sabbath, but making it holy surely takes the rest of the week.
lonely freedom fear
For in the end, freedom is a personal and lonely battle; and one faces down fears of today so that those of tomorrow might be engaged.
life dance flower
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?
people world culture
I love the natural world - it comes from my culture, which grew out of a people enslaved.
dream dormant
Women have to summon courage to fulfill dormant dreams.
laughter mistake dark
Laughter isn't even the other side of tears. It is tears turned inside out. Truly the suffering is great, here on earth. We blunder along, shredded by our mistakes, bludgeoned by our faults. Not having a clue where the dark path leads us. But on the whole, we stumble along bravely, don't you think?
inspiring mother simple
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
daughter mother possibility
My mother had handed down respect for the possibilities...and the will to grasp them.