I speak a number of languages, but none are more beautiful to me than English.
Category Archive: Maya Angelou
I learned a long time ago the wisest thing I can do is be on my own side, be an advocate for myself and others like me.
I don’t know how much longer I’ll be around. I’ll probably be writing when the Lord says, ‘Maya, Maya Angelou, it’s time.’
I was married a few times, and one of my husbands was jealous of me writing.
Self-pity in its early stage is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.
The best comfort food will always be greens, cornbread, and fried chicken.
I’m just someone who likes cooking and for whom sharing food is a form of expression.
In all my work, I try to say – ‘You may be given a load of sour lemons, why not try to make a dozen lemon meringue pies?’
Though I do manage to mumble around in about seven or eight languages, English remains the most beautiful of languages. It will do anything.
My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.