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Zora Neale Hurston

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Deep Philosophy
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
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
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
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Purpose Search
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Flower God Reality Wine
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
The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
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Deep Future Past Present
She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.
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Deep Herself
No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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Myself World
People can be slave ships in shoes.
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People Slave
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
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
She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
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Herself Kill Life
So 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.
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Herself Moon Rise
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

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