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No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.

Zora Neale Hurston

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Deep Philosophy
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Flower God Reality Wine
Grown people know that they do not always know the way of things, and even if they think they know, they do not know where and how they got the proof.
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Grown Up People Thinking
I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.
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Illusion Myself Reality Search Walk
My sense of humor will always stand in the way of my seeing myself, my family, my race or my nation as the whole intent of the universe.
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Family Humor Myself Nation See
When one is too old for love, one finds great comfort in good dinners.
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Dinner Goodness Greatness Love Old Oneself
She wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
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Herself Life Struggle
No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Forever Right
In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
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Doubt Hell Love
If you kin see de light at daybreak, you don’t keer if you die at dusk. It’s so many people never seen de light at all.
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Death Light People See Yourself
Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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Different Love Philosophy Sea
She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
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Feeling Grief Herself
My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
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Doubt Myself
People can be slave ships in shoes.
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People Slave
And I can’t die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy, Janie, I’m a cracked plate.
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Black Death Easy Myself
Now, women forget all those things they don’t want to remember, and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.
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Act Dream Forget Remember Truth Woman

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