The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.
LANGSTON HUGHESLove is a naked shadow, On a gnarled and naked tree.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.
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But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There’s a song that says, “the time ain’t long.” That song is right. Something has got to change in America-and change soon. We must help that change to come.
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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.
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A dog gets lonesome just like a human. He wants to associate with other dogs, but when they take him out, the poor dog is on a leash and cannot run around.
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Words Like Freedom There are words like Freedom Sweet and wonderful to say. On my heartstrings freedom sings All day everyday. There are words like Liberty That almost make me cry. If you had known what I know You would know why.
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Well, when Christ comes back this time, I hope He comes back mad His own self. I hope He drives the Jim Crowers out of their high places, every living last one of them from Washington to Texas.
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Out of love, No regrets– Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets– Though the return Be never.
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Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
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That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.
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Everything there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on your old soul.
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The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.
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O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
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What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?
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