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He looked like the love thoughts of women.

Zora Neale Hurston

Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Hurt Revenge World
Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person.
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God Person
Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
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Beginning Kiss Sing Tree World
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
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
She didn’t read books so she didn’t know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.
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Book Herself Reading
She was saving up feelings for some man she had never seen.
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Feeling Herself Man Save See
So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
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Herself Moon Rise
The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.
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Live Marriage Spirit
When one is too old for love, one finds great comfort in good dinners.
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Dinner Goodness Greatness Love Old Oneself
Mystery is the essence of divinity
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Divine Mystery One Liner
She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
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Feeling Grief Herself
I don’t know any more about the future than you do. I hope that it will be full of work, because I have come to know by experience that work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find. I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death.
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Death Experience Future Happiness Hope Life Mindset Myself Time Yourself
She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
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Herself People See
The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
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Light Sun Walk
Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Hide Himself Love Place Soul

He looked like the love thoughts of women.

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