Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONAn envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done ‘heard’ bout you just what they hope done happened.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches
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It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
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She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.
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The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
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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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No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.
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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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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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They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
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She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
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There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
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There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
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Those that don’t got it, can’t show it. Those that got it, can’t hide it.
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Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
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