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Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

Zora Neale Hurston

Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

God Person
The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
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Deep Future Past Present
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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Different Love Philosophy Sea
One finds great comfort in good dinners.
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Comfort Food Goodness Greatness Oneself
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
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hide Love Place Soul
Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Hide Himself Love Place Soul
She didn’t read books so she didn’t know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Book Herself Reading
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Purpose Search
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Feeling Mindset Sound Touch Word
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Herself Moon Rise
Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Herself Love Sun
Those that don’t got it, can’t show it. Those that got it, can’t hide it.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Hide Inspirational
No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Myself World
They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Darkness Eyes God
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

Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

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