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She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.

Zora Neale Hurston

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

Death Herself Love Sun
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
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
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Enjoyment Greatness Herself Life Suffering Tree
The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Light Sun Walk
If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Enjoyment Pain Silence Yourself
It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Death Fear Herself Understand
There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Human Yourself
It was the meanest moment of eternity.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Forever Moments One Liner
Love is like the sea. It’s a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Different Love Sea
Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Angry Beyond Company Feeling Myself
In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Doubt Hell Love
Mystery is the essence of divinity
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Divine Mystery One Liner
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.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Black Death Easy Myself
If you’re silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Enjoyment Kill Pain Silence Yourself
I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Illusion Myself Reality Search Walk
You heard me. You ain’t blind.
ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Eyes Myself Yourself

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