If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
ZORA NEALE HURSTONThere 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.
More Zora Neale Hurston Quotes
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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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Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.
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A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
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She was saving up feelings for some man she had never seen.
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She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.
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Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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My sense of humor will always stand in the way of my seeing myself, my family, my race or my nation as the whole intent of the universe.
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I love myself when I am laughing. And then again when I am looking mean and impressive.
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She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
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It 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.
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Now, women forget all those things they don’t want to remember, and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.
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They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
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Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
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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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