I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. Maya Angelou View this quote
I had no heart nor art to drag him back to the reeking reality of our life and times. Maya Angelou
Maya Angelou
I liked to write from the time I was about 12 or 13. I loved to read. And since I only spoke to my brother, I would write down my thoughts. And I think I wrote some of the worst poetry west of the Rockies. But by the time I was in my 20s, I found myself writing little essays and more poetry – writing at writing. Maya Angelou
I love a Hebrew national hot dog with an ice-cold Corona – no lime. If the phone rings, I won’t answer until I’m done. Maya Angelou
I stood dumbfounded, founded in dumbness. Maya Angelou
I would be stupid not to be on my own side. But I’m a human being, too. And I’m on the side of human beings, rather than on the side of crocodiles. Maya Angelou
I’m a religious woman. And I feel I have responsibility. I have no modesty at all. I’m even afraid of it – it’s a learned affectation and it’s just stuck on me like decals. Maya Angelou
I’m grateful to be an American. I am grateful that we can be angry at the terrorist assault and at the same time be intelligent enough not to hold a grudge against every Arab and every Muslim. Maya Angelou
I’m just like you – I want to be a good human being. I’m doing my best, and I’m working at it. And I’m trying to be a Christian. I’m always amazed when people walk up to me and say, ‘I’m a Christian.’ I always think, ‘Already? You’ve already got it?’ I’m working at it. And at my age, I’ll still be working at it at 96. Maya Angelou
I’ve always written. There’s a journal which I kept from about 9 years old. The man who gave it to me lived across the street from the store and kept it when my grandmother’s papers were destroyed. I’d written some essays. I loved poetry, still do. But I really, really loved it then. Maya Angelou
If I walked into the kitchen without washing my hands as a kid, I’d hear a loud ‘A-hem!’ from my mother or grandmother. Now I count on other people to do the same. Maya Angelou
American poet and author
April 4th, 1928 - May 28th, 2014