The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but they don't know my story... - Maya Angelou

All great artists draw from the same resource: the human heart, which tells us all that we are more alike than we are unalike.

There is a shock that comes so quickly and strikes so deep that the blow is internalized even before then skin feels it. The strike must first reach bone marrow, then ascend slowly to the brain where the slowpoke intellect records the deed.

Upon reflection, I marvel that no one saw through me enough to bundle me off to the nearest mental institution. The fact that it didn't happen depended less on my being a good actress than the fact that I was surrounded, as I had been all my life, by strangers.