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Langston Hughes

Life is a big sea full of many fish. I let down my nets and pulled. I’m still pulling.
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Big Life Myself
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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Believe Creative Direction Politics Reaction Success Thinking Writing
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.
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Love Myself Night Play Rain Song
Most musicians remain poor. But the music that they make, even if it does not bring them millions, gives millions of people happiness.
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Happiness Music People Poor
Both of them were very good and kind – the one who went to church and the one who didn’t. And no doubt from them I learned to like both Christians and sinners equally well.
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Doubt Equality Goodness Kindness Learning Myself Sin
Life is a system of half-truths and lies, Opportunistic, convenient evasion.
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Life Lying Opportunity System Truth
Everybody should take each other as they are, white, black, Indians, Creole. Then there would be no prejudice, nations would get along.
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Care Different Each Other Ethnicity Nation Togetherness Unity
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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Fall Forget Home Insurance Phone
Life is an egg you have to be patient and careful with it or it will break.
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Break Care Life Patience Perspective
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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Beginning Black Live Oppression Ourselves Poet Writing
Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you – / Then, it will be true.
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Home Page Poet True Writing Yourself
Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro – and beautiful!
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Acceptance Beautiful Black Myself Self Love White
Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables.
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Beautiful Book Language People Suffering
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.
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Course Death Freedom Live Myself People
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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Country Goodness Myself People Race
When poems stop talking about the moon and begin to mention poverty, trade unions, color, color lines and colonies, somebody tells the police.
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Beginning Color Moon Poem Police Stop Talk
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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Death Grave Man Peace Victory
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Deep Growth River Soul
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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Black Dreams Earth Freedom Man Race White World Yourself
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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Animal Be Yourself Equality Government Oppression Place Safety
Money and art are far apart.
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Art Money One Liner
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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Blind Body Eyes Hands Inspirational Mindset Motivational Power See World
Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
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Death Life Live Music Note
Reach Up Your Hand… and take a star.
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Hands Reach Star
Everything there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on your old soul.
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Leaving Love Old Soul Yourself
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.
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Afraid Artist Choice Fear Freedom
Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead.
LANGSTON HUGHES

Death Poet Word Yourself

Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.

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