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In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.

Zora Neale Hurston

She had an inside and an outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them.
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She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.
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Death Dream Herself Love Marriage Woman
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done ‘heard’ bout you just what they hope done happened.
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Heart Hope Yourself
I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.
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Hands Myself
Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
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Herself Thinking Word
Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Hurt Revenge World
People can be slave ships in shoes.
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People Slave
There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
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Human Yourself
My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
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Doubt Myself
Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
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Beginning Kiss Sing Tree World
The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.
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Live Marriage Spirit
The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
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Light Sun Walk
Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.
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Fantasy Imagination Ocean People See
Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person.
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God Person
Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Hide Himself Love Place Soul
Love, I find, is like singing.
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Love Myself One Liner Sing

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