The Broken Bridge

Just be yourself. You don't have to put on an act." "To be myself, I have to put on an act," Ginny said bitterly. "What's that mean?" "It means I don't know who I am.

Maybe art itself was a kind of voodoo, possessing you, giving you supernatural power, letting you see in the dark.

The trouble with kind people is they're not sexy.

I don't know where I belong, so I'm free. No one's got a hold on me.

All that ancestor stuff … I mean, I’ve got English ancestors too, haven’t I? It’s no good saying like my ancestors were African, so I’ve got to go back to my roots …. It was my English ancestors who sold my African ancestors into slavery. Where does that leave me? Am I innocent or guilty or what? ‘’ ‘You can’t go back’’ Stuart said. ‘’You can only go forward. You can’t forget either. You have to use everything you know.