Blues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.
LANGSTON HUGHESBlues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.
LANGSTON HUGHESI 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESMoney and art are far apart.
LANGSTON HUGHESI don’t dare start thinking in the morning. I don’t dare start thinking in the morning. If I thought thoughts in bed, Them thoughts would bust my head– So I don’t dare start thinking in the morning.
LANGSTON HUGHESLike a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
LANGSTON HUGHESIt has seemed to me that most people are generally good, in every race and in every country where I have been.
LANGSTON HUGHESA dream deferred is a dream denied.
LANGSTON HUGHESLooks 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESThe depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
LANGSTON HUGHESI 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESPleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.
LANGSTON HUGHESThe 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESPeace 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESA world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.
LANGSTON HUGHESIf 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.
LANGSTON HUGHESI 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!
LANGSTON HUGHES