Good health is a duty to yourself, to your contemporaries, to your inheritors, to the progress of the world.
GWENDOLYN BROOKSThere are no magics or elves or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must wizard a track through our own screaming weed.
More Gwendolyn Brooks Quotes
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One reason cats are happier than people is that they have no newspapers.
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Writing is a delicious agony.
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It is brave to be involved.
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She was learning to love moments. To love moments for themselves.
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Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.
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I felt that I had to write. Even if I had never been published, I knew that I would go on writing, enjoying it and experiencing the challenge.
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I believe we should all know each other, we human carriers of so many pleasurable differences. To not know is to doubt, to shrink from, sidestep or destroy.
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Truth-tellers are not always palatable. There is a preference for candy bars.
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I swear to keep the dead upon my mind, / Disdain for all time to be overglad.
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When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
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We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves.
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It frightens me to realize that, if I had died before the age of fifty, I would have died a ‘Negro’ fraction.
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Life must be aromatic. There must be scent, somehow there must be some.
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Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words.
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There are no magics or elves or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must wizard a track through our own screaming weed.
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