If Beale Street Could Talk

I guess it can’t be too often that two people can laugh and make love, too, make love because they are laughing, laugh because they’re making love. The love and the laughter come from the same place: but not many people go there.

They looked at us as though we were zebras – and, you know, some people like zebras and some people don’t. But nobody ever asks the zebra.

Shit, woman, I’m going to bring the Lord to you. I’m the Lord.

If you think too far ahead, if you even try to think too far ahead, you’ll never make it.

I hope that nobody has ever had to look at anybody they love through glass.

I’ve known him all my life, and I hope I’ll always know him.

I’m tired, and I’m beginning to think that maybe everything that happens makes sense.

‘Baby. Baby. Baby. I love you. And I’m going to build us a table and a whole lot of folks going to be eating off it for a long, long time to come.’

To do much is to have the power and the necessity to dictate to the damned.

The mind is like an object that picks up dust. The object doesn’t know, any more than the mind does, why what clings to it clings. But once whatever it is lights on you, it doesn’t go away; and so, after that afternoon at the vegetable stand, I saw Bell everywhere, and all the time.