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She didn’t read books so she didn’t know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.

Zora Neale Hurston

Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Fantasy Imagination Ocean People See
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Illusion Myself Reality Search Walk
You heard me. You ain’t blind.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Eyes Myself Yourself
Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Herself Thinking Word
People can be slave ships in shoes.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

People Slave
I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hands Myself
If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Enjoyment Pain Silence Yourself
Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Distance Man
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Experience Future Happiness Hope Life Mindset Myself Time Yourself
When one is too old for love, one finds great comfort in good dinners.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Dinner Goodness Greatness Love Old Oneself
The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Live Marriage Spirit
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done ‘heard’ bout you just what they hope done happened.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Heart Hope Yourself
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Herself Moon Rise
Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hurt Revenge World
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Black Death Easy Myself
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Fear Herself Understand

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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