Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches
ZORA NEALE HURSTONJanie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches
ZORA NEALE HURSTONHe looked like the love thoughts of women.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONOh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
ZORA NEALE HURSTONThere is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man’s spice-box seasons his own food.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONThe present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONMy head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONThe sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONHe was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONNo, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONMystery is the essence of divinity
ZORA NEALE HURSTONLook like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONIf you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONSo she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONShe wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONJanie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONHoney, de white man is de ruler of everything as fur as Ah been able tuh find out. Maybe it’s some place way off in de ocean where de black man is in power, but we don’t know nothin’ but what we see.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON