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We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves.

Gwendolyn Brooks

Beware the easy griefs / that fool and fuel nothing.
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Easy Fools Fuel Grief
She was learning to love moments. To love moments for themselves.
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Deep Hereslf Learning Love Moments
Don’t let anyone call you a minority if you’re black or Hispanic or belong to some other ethnic group. You’re not less than anybody else.
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Black Identity Minority Worth Yourself
I think it must be lonely to be God. Nobody loves a master. No.
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Deep God Lonely Love Master Thinking
People are so in need, in need of help. People want so much that they do not know.
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Help Knowledge Need People
When white and black meet today, sometimes there is a ready understanding that there has been an encounter between two human beings. But often there is only, or chiefly, an awareness that Two Colors are in the room.
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Black Color Human Room Understand White
As you get older, you find that often the wheat, disentangling itself from the chaff, comes out to meet you.
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Food Growth Old Yourself
We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.
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Bond Business Each Other Friendship Relationship
Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come again in this identical guise.
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Death Gold Identity Moments
I think there are things for all of us to do as long as we’re here and we’re healthy.
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Health Myself Thinking
Do not desire to fit in. Desire to oblige yourselves to lead.
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Brave Desire Inspirational Leadership
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.
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Children Death Forget Remember Yourself
Art is a refining and evocative translation of the materials of the world.
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Art Material Translation World
The forties and fifties were years of high poet-incense; the language-flowers were thickly sweet. Those flowers whined and begged white folks to pick them, to find them lovable. Then the ’60s: Independent fire!
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Fire Flower Independent Language Poet Sweet
It is brave to be involved.
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Brave Initiative One Liner
There are no magics or elves or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must wizard a track through our own screaming weed.
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Guide Lost Magic Scream Time

We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves.

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