The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
LANGSTON HUGHESThis morning I paid seventy cents for two little old dried-up slivers of bacon and one cockeyed egg. It took me till noon to get my appetite back.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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Looks like what drives me crazy Don’t have no effect on you– But I’m gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.
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What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?
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Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro – and beautiful!
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I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa.
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Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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Money and art are far apart.
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Out of love, No regrets– Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets– Though the return Be never.
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I dream a world… where wretchedness will hang its head and joy, like a pearl, attends the needs of all mankind. Of such I dream, my world!
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I don’t dare start thinking in the morning. I don’t dare start thinking in the morning. If I thought thoughts in bed, Them thoughts would bust my head– So I don’t dare start thinking in the morning.
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Politics in any country in the world is dangerous. For the poet, politics in any country had better be disguised as poetry. Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed – Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
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Humor is laughing at what you haven’t got when you ought to have it.
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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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Misery is when you heard on the radio that the neighborhood you live in is a slum but you always thought it was home.
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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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