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“Is Celie actually ugly? Asks the charismatic star playing her on Broadway. How many times over the years I have explained this. Celie and her “prettier” sister Nettie are practically identical. They might be twins. But Life has forced on Celie all the hardships Nettie mostly avoids.... Endless labor that would demean and soon obliterate the observable loveliness of the most queenly slave. I wanted us to think about how superficial is our understanding of beauty; but, also, how beauty is destroyed.”

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Book:Taking the Arrow Out of the Heart
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Alice Walker
Alice Walker

Alice Walker is a renowned American author born on February 9, 1944. Her works are known for their profound social criticism and feminist ideas, with notable titles including 'The Color Purple' and 'Beloved'. more

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