"Cane has been reverberating in me to an astonishing degree. I love it passionately; could not possibly exist without it." —Alice Walker A literary masterpiece of the Harlem Renaissance, Cane is a powerful work of innovative fiction evoking black life in the South. The sketches, poems, and... read more
“Karintha, at twelve, was a wild flash that told the other folks just what it was to live.”
As you know, men are apt to idolize or fear that which they cannot understand, especially if it be a woman.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
Fern’s eyes desired nothing that you could give her; there was no reason why they should withhold.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Nigger was something more. How much more? Something to be afraid of, more? Hell no. Who ever heard of being afraid of a nigger?Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
She stoned the cows, and beat her dog, and fought the other children…Even the preacher, who caught her at mischief, told himself that she was as innocently lovely as a November cotton flower.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Brown eyes that loved without a trace of fear, Beauty so sudden for that time of year.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain, beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them. No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of consciousness, would mean death.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
The full moon in the great door was an omen. Negro women improvised songs against its spell.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Karintha is a woman. Men do not know that the soul of her was a growing thing ripened too soon.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Time and space have no meaning in a canefield. No more than the interminable stalks…SomeHighlighted by 4 Kindle customers
“Doesnt it make you mad?” She meant the row of petty gossiping people. She meant the world.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
Introduction by Darwin T. Turner
Karintha
Reapers
November Cotton Flower
Becky
Face
Cotton Song
Carma
Song of the Son
Georgia Dusk
Fern
Nullo
Evening Song
Esther
Conversion
Portrait in Georgia
Blood-Burning Moon
Seventh Street
Rhobert
Avey
Beehive
Storm Ending
Theater
Her Lips Are Copper Wire
Calling Jesus
Box Seat
Prayer
Harvest Song
Bona and Paul
Kabnis
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