He looked like the love thoughts of women.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONIt seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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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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There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
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Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
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One finds great comfort in good dinners.
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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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She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
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Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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Those that don’t got it, can’t show it. Those that got it, can’t hide it.
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Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to ‘jump at the sun.’ We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.
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Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
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I don’t know any more about the future than you do. I hope that it will be full of work, because I have come to know by experience that work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find. I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death.
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She had an inside and an outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them.
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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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So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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