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My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.

Zora Neale Hurston

A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
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Big Distance Time
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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Feeling Goodness Pay Understand Yourself
Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.
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Fantasy Imagination Ocean People See
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
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Deep Heart
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
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
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Deep Philosophy
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
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
She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
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Herself People See
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Flower God Reality Wine
They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
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Darkness Eyes God
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
My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
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Doubt Myself
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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Mindset Myself
There 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.
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Deep Eyes Food Man Nature Philosophy Season See
She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.
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Deep Herself

My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.

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