We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand on top of the mountain, free within ourselves.
LANGSTON HUGHESIt has seemed to me that most people are generally good, in every race and in every country where I have been.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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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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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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I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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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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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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My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead.
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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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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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For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.
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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.
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Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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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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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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