Maya Angelou Quotes

Without courage you cannot practice any of the other virtues.

For Africa to me is more than a glamorous fact. It is a historical truth. No man can know where he is going unless he knows exactly where he has been and exactly how he arrived at his present place.

Prejudice is a burden that confuses the past, threatens the future and renders the present inaccessible.

You may encounter defeats, but you must not be defeated.

When you learn, teach. When you get, give.

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside of you.

There is a very fine line between loving life and being greedy for it.

The quality of strength lined with tenderness is an unbeatable combination, as are intelligence and necessity when unblunted by formal education.

The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind.

Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.

Men fear death, as children fear to go in the dark and as that natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the other.

In order to be profoundly dishonest, a person must have one of two qualities either he is unscrupulously ambitious, or he is unswervingly egocentric.

If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded.

If someone tells you who they are, believe them.

I know why the caged bird sings.

I have found that among its other benefits, giving liberates the soul of the giver.

I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.

How important it is for us to recognize and celebrate our heroes and she-roes!

History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, however, if faced with courage, need not be lived again.



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