Top 27 Quotes & Sayings by Ama Ata Aidoo

Explore popular quotes and sayings by a Ghanaian author Ama Ata Aidoo.
Last updated on December 5, 2024.
Ama Ata Aidoo

Ama Ata Aidoo, née Christina Ama Aidoo is a Ghanaian author, poet, playwright and academic. She was the Minister of Education under the Jerry Rawlings administration. In 2000, she established the Mbaasem Foundation to promote and support the work of African women writers.

People are worms, and even the God who created them is immensely bored with their antics.
They had always told me that I wrote like a man.
Africa is not fulfilling people's hopes and aspirations. African leaders have not had an agenda that included governing Africa so that people would find their careers, their life, dreams and visions fulfilled here.
For us Africans, literature must serve a purpose: to expose, embarrass, and fight corruption and authoritarianism. It is understandable why the African artist is utilitarian.
Politicians are easy to attack, but frankly, we are all guilty of not meeting the needs of Africa's young people properly. — © Ama Ata Aidoo
Politicians are easy to attack, but frankly, we are all guilty of not meeting the needs of Africa's young people properly.
At the age of 15, a teacher had asked me what I wanted to do for a career, and without knowing why or even how I replied that I wanted to be a poet.
It's a sad moment, really, when parents first become a bit frightened of their children.
Because I am an African, I am a Ghanaian.
I've written poems about gifts. Life is inspirational; sometimes it comes from the most unlikely places.
Humans, not places, make memories.
I always wanted to write poetry, even when I was very young.
No matter what anybody says, we can't have it all. Not if you are a woman. Not yet.
There are powerful forces undermining progress in Africa. But one must never underestimate the power of the people to bring about change.
O yes, everyone gets lonely some time or other. After all, if we look closer into ourselves, shall we not admit that the warmth from other people comes so sweet to us when it comes, because, we always carry with us the knowledge of the cold loneliness of death?
Time by itself means nothing, no matter how fast it moves, unless we give it something to carry for us; something we value. Because it is such a precious vehicle, is time.
Soyinka's Death at Dawn, Auden's Musée des Beaux Arts, Stevie Smith's Not Waving but Drowning and Wislawa Szymborska's Some People come to mind immediately. But there are plenty, plenty more that I enjoy.
money-making is like a god possessing a priest. He never will leave you, until he has occupied you, wholly changed the order of your being, and seared you through and up and down. Then only would he eventually leave you, but nothing of you except an exhausted wreck, lying prone and wondering who are you.
Once in a while I catch myself wondering whether I would have found the courage to write if I had not started to write when I was too young to know what was good for me.
Toyin Falola has given us what is truly rare in modern African writing: a seriously funny, racy, irreverent package of memories, and full of the most wonderful pieces of poetry and ordinary information. It is a matter of some interest, that the only other volume A Mouth Sweeter Than Salt reminds one of is Ake, by Wole Soyinka. What is it about these Yorubas?
Ghana is like a lion without a head
the best way to sharpen a knife is not to whet one side of it only. And neither can you solve a riddle by considering only one end of it.
Sometimes a word or an argument will trigger a poem.
Things are working out... towards their dazzling conclusions.
The very old certainly do not go back on lunch remains but they do bite back at old conversational topics. — © Ama Ata Aidoo
The very old certainly do not go back on lunch remains but they do bite back at old conversational topics.
Love is fine for singing about and love songs are good to listen to, sometimes even to dance to. But when we need food for our stomachs and clothes for our backs, love is nothing. Ah my lady, the last man any woman should think of marrying is the man she loves.
Once an interesting idea or theme occurs to me then I would want to write a poem about it. The rest, frankly, is not difficult.
Its a sad moment, really, when parents first become a bit frightened of their children.
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