We younger Negro artists who create now intend to express our individual dark-skinned selves without fear or shame. If white people are pleased we are glad. If they aren?t it doesn?t matter.
LANGSTON HUGHESWe younger Negro artists who create now intend to express our individual dark-skinned selves without fear or shame. If white people are pleased we are glad. If they aren?t it doesn?t matter.
LANGSTON HUGHESLIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
LANGSTON HUGHESThe first of the month falls every month, too, North or South. And them white folks who sends bills never forgets to send them-the phone bill, the furniture bill, the water bill, the gas bill, insurance, house rent.
LANGSTON HUGHESWhen peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
LANGSTON HUGHESOne of the great difficulties about being a member of a minority race is that so many kindhearted, well-meaning bores gather around to help.
LANGSTON HUGHESCheap little rhymes A cheap little tune Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon.
LANGSTON HUGHESI don’t dare start thinking in the morning. I don’t dare start thinking in the morning. If I thought thoughts in bed, Them thoughts would bust my head– So I don’t dare start thinking in the morning.
LANGSTON HUGHESIf you want to honor me, give some young boy or girl who’s coming along trying to create arts and write and compose and sing and act and paint and dance and make something out of the beauties of the Negro race-give that child some help.
LANGSTON HUGHESIt has seemed to me that most people are generally good, in every race and in every country where I have been.
LANGSTON HUGHESHumor is laughing at what you haven’t got when you ought to have it.
LANGSTON HUGHESPolitics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
LANGSTON HUGHESThere is no color line in art.
LANGSTON HUGHESThis morning I paid seventy cents for two little old dried-up slivers of bacon and one cockeyed egg. It took me till noon to get my appetite back.
LANGSTON HUGHESMy soul has grown deep like the rivers.
LANGSTON HUGHESI am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa.
LANGSTON HUGHESThe calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
LANGSTON HUGHES