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.
LANGSTON HUGHESThe calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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A picture, to be an interesting picture, must be more than a picture, otherwise it is only a reproduction of an object, and not an object of value in itself.
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For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.
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LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
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The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you’ll finish it.
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Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
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Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.
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The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.
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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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Words Like Freedom There are words like Freedom Sweet and wonderful to say. On my heartstrings freedom sings All day everyday. There are words like Liberty That almost make me cry. If you had known what I know You would know why.
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We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.
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There is no color line in art.
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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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The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
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This 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.
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Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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