She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONLook like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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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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The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.
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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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Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.
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If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
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If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
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A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
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My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
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Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
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When one is too old for love, one finds great comfort in good dinners.
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Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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One finds great comfort in good dinners.
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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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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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I will fight for my country, but I will not lie for her.
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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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Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Mystery is the essence of divinity
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She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
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Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
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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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In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
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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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He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.
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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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Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
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