For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.
LANGSTON HUGHESLet America be the dream the dreamers dreamed – Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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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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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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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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Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you – / Then, it will be true.
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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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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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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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Cheap little rhymes A cheap little tune Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon.
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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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There is no color line in art.
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I swear to the Lord, I still can’t see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.
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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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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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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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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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