Feet away, Professor Demo stood, carrying a large gunlike weapon with both her hands and a snarl on her lips. This was not the way final exams were supposed to go.

— Nnedi Okorafor

I am the unseen. For centuries, I have been here, beneath this great city, this metropolis. I know your language. I know all languages. . . . My cave is broad and cool. The sun cannot send its heat down here. The damp soil is rich and fragrant. I turn softly on my back and place my eight legs to the cave ceiling. Then, I listen. I am the spider. I see sound. Furthermore, I feel taste. Furthermore, I hear touch. Furthermore, I spin this story. This is the story I’ve spun.

— Nnedi Okorafor

I felt the pain and the glory of growth, was straining and shuddering with it.

— Nnedi Okorafor

It's more fun to write villains. They are more of a challenge, and I get a sick kind of pleasure out of delving into their minds. There's rarely emptiness, and there is almost always deep intelligence.

— Nnedi Okorafor

Neither (brother) even glaceed at the counter. She smiled. Her dumb brothers never cooked. She didn’t think they even knew how! A human being who needs food to live but cannot prepare that food to eat? Pathetic. In this case, it was an advantage. They weren’t interested in any food until it had been cooked for them.

— Nnedi Okorafor

Prejudice begets prejudice, you see. Knowledge does not always evolve into wisdom.

— Nnedi Okorafor

School will bring you more success than marriage.

— Nnedi Okorafor

Sometimes a man must throw caution to the wind.

— Nnedi Okorafor

The Guru men, and their women, had done what they did for more than torture and shame. They wanted to create EU children. Such children are not the children of forbidden love between a Guru and an Ok eke, nor are they Noah's, Ok ekes born without color. The EU are children of violence. An Ok eke woman will never kill a child kindled inside of her. She would go against even her husband to keep a child in her womb alive. However, custom dictates that the child is the child of her father. These Guru had planted poison. An Ok eke woman who gave birth to an EU child was bound to the Guru through her child.

— Nnedi Okorafor

The Magical Negro rested his red cane on his shoulder and leisurely strolled into the forest to see if he could find him some hobbits, castles, dragons, princesses, and all that other shit.

— Nnedi Okorafor