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Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung. To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.

Langston Hughes

Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
LANGSTON HUGHES

Alcohol Better Instagram Captions Myself Naturally
If you want to honor me, give some young boy or girl who’s coming along trying to create arts and write and compose and sing and act and paint and dance and make something out of the beauties of the Negro race-give that child some help.
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Beautiful Children Help Honor Man Race Respect Woman Writing Young
I swear to the Lord, I still can’t see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.
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Democracy God Government Myself See
To create a market for your writing you have to be consistent, professional, a continuing writer – not just a one-article or a one-story or a one-book man.
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Book Creation Man Professional Story Writing
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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Fortune Hell Summer Taste Winter Yourself
Love is a naked shadow, On a gnarled and naked tree.
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Love Naked Shadow Tree Yourself
The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
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Alcohol Depression Fall
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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Interest Object Photograph Reproduction Value
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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Hungry Morning Myself Price
Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.
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Breathe Country Equality
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
Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead.
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Death Poet Word Yourself
I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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Beautiful Goodness Kind Myself Wait World
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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Darkness Quick Snow Song Sun
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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Affect Crazy Drive Love Relationship Yourself
We younger Negro artists who create now intend to express our individual dark-skinned selves without fear or shame. If white people are pleased we are glad. If they aren?t it doesn?t matter.
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Artist Creation Darkness Expression Happiness People Skin White Young

Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung. To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.

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