An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.
LANGSTON HUGHESNegro blood is sure powerful, because just one drop of black blood makes a colored man. One drop–you are a Negro! . . . Black is powerful.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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I swear to the Lord, I still can’t see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.
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Life dosent frighten me at all.
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Peace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
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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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When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left.
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I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen when company comes, but I laugh, and eat well, and grow strong.
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I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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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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Blues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.
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Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
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Reach Up Your Hand… and take a star.
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The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.
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Good morning, Revolution: You’re the very best friend I ever had. We gonna pal around together from now on.
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I do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She’ll make you so jealous, you’ll bust!
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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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