I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
LANGSTON HUGHESGather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
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Life is a big sea full of many fish. I let down my nets and pulled. I’m still pulling.
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If the government can set aside some spot for a elk to be a elk without being bothered, or a buffalo to be a buffalo without being shot down, there ought to be some place where a Negro can be a Negro without being Jim Crowed.
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Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables.
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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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I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa.
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But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There’s a song that says, “the time ain’t long.” That song is right. Something has got to change in America-and change soon. We must help that change to come.
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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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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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It has seemed to me that most people are generally good, in every race and in every country where I have been.
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Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that’s in my mind.
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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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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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Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.
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