There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man’s spice-box seasons his own food.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONShe starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
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Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
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Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person.
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Two things everybody’s got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves.
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She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
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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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She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
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I love myself when I am laughing. And then again when I am looking mean and impressive.
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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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One finds great comfort in good dinners.
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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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No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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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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