It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONZora Neale Hurston Quotes
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It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
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Mystery is the essence of divinity
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I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.
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Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
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No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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My sense of humor will always stand in the way of my seeing myself, my family, my race or my nation as the whole intent of the universe.
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So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.
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