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Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.

Gwendolyn Brooks

To be in love Is to touch things with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well.
GWENDOLYN BROOKS

Hand Lights Love Touch Yourself
Do not desire to fit in. Desire to oblige yourselves to lead.
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Brave Desire Inspirational Leadership
I think it must be lonely to be God. Nobody loves a master. No.
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Deep God Lonely Love Master Thinking
As you get older, you find that often the wheat, disentangling itself from the chaff, comes out to meet you.
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Food Growth Old Yourself
When you use the term minority or minorities in reference to people, you’re telling them that they’re less than somebody else.
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Minority People Reference Worth Yourself
Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words.
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Achievement Beginning Early Fascinate Language Life Play Wonder Word
Life must be aromatic. There must be scent, somehow there must be some.
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Life Perfume Sweet
Sometimes you have to deal / Devilishly with drowning men in order to swim them to shore.
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Deal Devil Friendship Man Save Yourself
Even if you are not ready for day it cannot always be night.
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Day Night Yourself
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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Blue Body Himself Love Man Rich Right Sweet Water World
It is brave to be involved.
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Brave Initiative One Liner
With melted opals for my milk, Pearl-leaf for my cracker.
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Milk Myself
Art hurts. Art urges voyages – and it is easier to stay at home.
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Art Easy Home Hurt Stay
When white and black meet today, sometimes there is a ready understanding that there has been an encounter between two human beings. But often there is only, or chiefly, an awareness that Two Colors are in the room.
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Black Color Human Room Understand White
The forties and fifties were years of high poet-incense; the language-flowers were thickly sweet. Those flowers whined and begged white folks to pick them, to find them lovable. Then the ’60s: Independent fire!
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Fire Flower Independent Language Poet Sweet
Each body has its art.
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Art Body One Liner

Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.

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