I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I’m dead. I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.
LANGSTON HUGHESI am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen when company comes, but I laugh, and eat well, and grow strong.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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There’s a certain amount of traveling in a dream deferred.
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Yet the ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond-jade, Are only silly puppet gods That people themselves Have made.
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Pleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.
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When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
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A dog gets lonesome just like a human. He wants to associate with other dogs, but when they take him out, the poor dog is on a leash and cannot run around.
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Cheap little rhymes A cheap little tune Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon.
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Summer was made to give you a taste of what hell is like. Winter was made for landladies to charge high rents and keep cold radiators and make a fortune off of poor tenants.
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That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.
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A world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.
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The first of the month falls every month, too, North or South. And them white folks who sends bills never forgets to send them-the phone bill, the furniture bill, the water bill, the gas bill, insurance, house rent.
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Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
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Life is a system of half-truths and lies, Opportunistic, convenient evasion.
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Well, when Christ comes back this time, I hope He comes back mad His own self. I hope He drives the Jim Crowers out of their high places, every living last one of them from Washington to Texas.
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I did not believe political directives could be successfully applied to creative writing . . . not to poetry or fiction, which to be valid had to express as truthfully as possible the individual emotions and reactions of the writer.
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