Life is an egg you have to be patient and careful with it or it will break.
LANGSTON HUGHESI do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She’ll make you so jealous, you’ll bust!
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
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This 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.
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I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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A dream deferred is a dream denied.
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For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.
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Never look for a worm in the apple of your eye.
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Teach us all to do right, Lord, please, and to get along together with that atom bomb on this earth because I do not want it to fall on me-nor Thee-nor anybody living. Amen!
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When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
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Summer was made to give you a taste of what hell is like. Winter was made for landladies to charge high rents and keep cold radiators and make a fortune off of poor tenants.
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Everything there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on your old soul.
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The 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.
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There’s a certain amount of traveling in a dream deferred.
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Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that’s in my mind.
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I did not believe political directives could be successfully applied to creative writing . . . not to poetry or fiction, which to be valid had to express as truthfully as possible the individual emotions and reactions of the writer.
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