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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.

Zora Neale Hurston

Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Herself Live Season Spring
Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Hurt Revenge World
Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to ‘jump at the sun.’ We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.
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Children Herself Opportunity
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
Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
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Distance Man
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.
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Hands Myself
A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
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Big Distance Time
She wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
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Herself Life Struggle
The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
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Light Sun Walk
She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.
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Death Dream Herself Love Marriage Woman
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
Love is like the sea. It’s a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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Different Love Sea
Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.
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Fantasy Imagination Ocean People See
Truth is a letter from courage!
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Courage Truth
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
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Death Fear Herself Understand
Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hide Himself Love Place Soul

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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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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