Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONThe sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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There is two things everybody got to find out for themselves. They got to find out about love and they got to find out about living.
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I love myself when I am laughing. And then again when I am looking mean and impressive.
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An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done ‘heard’ bout you just what they hope done happened.
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In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
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If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
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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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Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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I made up my mind to keep my feelings to myself since they did not seem to matter to anyone else but me.
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Two things everybody’s got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves.
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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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A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
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She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
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Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
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No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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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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