The Color Purple

Alice Walker

Letters 83–90

Quotes Letters 83–90
What good is anything? Being alive begin to feel like an awful strain.
You ast yourself one question, it lead to fifteen. I start to wonder why us need love. Why us suffer. Why us black. Why us men and women. Where do children really come from. It didn’t take long to realize I didn’t hardly know nothing.
I be so calm. If she come, I be happy. If she don’t, I be content. And then I figure this the lesson I was suppose to learn.