“’Go ahead, fight. I like it. Is this the way they do down home?’
‘Oh God,’ she murmured, and began to cry. At the same time she ceased struggling. Her hands came up and touched his face as though she was blind. Then she put her arms around his neck and clung to him, still shaking. His lips and his teeth touched her ear and her neck and he told her, ‘Honey, you ain’t got nothing to cry about yet.’”
—James Baldwin
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