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So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

Zora Neale Hurston

Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hide Himself Love Place Soul
No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Forever Right
If you kin see de light at daybreak, you don’t keer if you die at dusk. It’s so many people never seen de light at all.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Light People See Yourself
She wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Herself Life Struggle
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Deep Heart
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Children Herself Opportunity
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

God Live
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
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Purpose Search
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
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Enjoyment Greatness Herself Life Suffering Tree
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 HURSTON

Herself Thinking Word
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Different Love Philosophy Sea
She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Dream Herself Love Marriage Woman
In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Doubt Hell Love
Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Herself Love Sun
There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
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Human Yourself
Honey, 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

Black Man Ocean Place Power See

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