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She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.

Zora Neale Hurston

She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
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Feeling Grief Herself
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
Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
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Distance Man
People can be slave ships in shoes.
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People Slave
She wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
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Herself Life Struggle
It was the meanest moment of eternity.
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Forever Moments One Liner
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
Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
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Herself Live Season Spring
No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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Myself World
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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Illusion Myself Reality Search Walk
And I can’t die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy, Janie, I’m a cracked plate.
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Black Death Easy Myself
You heard me. You ain’t blind.
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Eyes Myself Yourself
In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
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Doubt Hell Love
He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.
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Different Himself Oneself World
Anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!
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Friendship Lying Scare
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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Feeling Mindset Sound Touch Word

She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.

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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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