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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6415771 | It's uh known fact...you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 06cfd33 | Besides she liked being lonesome for a change. This freedom feeling was fine. These men didn't represent a thing she wanted to know about. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| e843540 | Ah done been tuh de horizon and back and now Ah kin set heah in mah house and live by comparisons. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 7387699 | 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. Ah wuz fumblin' round and God opened de door. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 1fdb890 | Husbands and wives always loved each other, and that was what marriage meant. It was just so. Janie felt glad of the thought, for then it wouldn't seem so destructive and mouldy. She wouldn't be lonely anymore. | love marriage | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| ca1b1a3 | He was a glance from God. | african-american-literature love | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 82090df | Sometimes she stuck out into the future, imagining her life different from what it was. But mostly she lived between her hat and her heels, with her emotional disturbances like shade patterns in the woods--come and gone with the sun. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| bad00ff | The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening. | death heartache heartbreak hero renewal sun | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| c0f758a | I know that nothing is destructible; things merely change forms. When the consciousness we know as life ceases, I know that I shall still be part and parcel of the world. I was part before the sun rolled into shape and burst forth the glory of change. I was, when the earth hurled out from its fiery rim. I shall return with the earth to Father Sun, and still exist in substance when the sun has lost its fire, and disintegrated in infinity to .. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 6029dd2 | She wasn't petal-open anymore with him. She was twenty-four and seven years married when she knew. She found that out one day when he slapped her face in the kitchen. It happened over one of those dinners that chasten all women sometimes. They plan and they fix and they do, and then some kitchen-dwelling fiend slips a scorchy, soggy, tasteless mess into their pots and pans. Janie was a good cook, and Joe had looked forward to his dinner as .. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 2631d45 | 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. But in the main, I feel like a brown bag of miscellany propped against a wall. Against a wall In company with other bags, white, red and yellow. Pour out the contents, and there is discovered a jumble of small, things priceless and worthless. A first water diamond, an empty .. | pride sanguine | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 207fbc5 | It looked so quiet and peaceful around. But the stillness was the sleep of swords. | quiet | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 07a1184 | All these words from the seller, but not one word from the sold. The Kings and Captains whose words moved ships. But not one word from the cargo. The thoughts of the "black ivory," the "coin of Africa," had no market value. Africa's ambassadors to the New World have come and worked and died, and left their spoor, but no recorded thought." | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 66d77de | Responding to Wright's critique, Hurston claimed that she had wanted at long last to write a black novel, and "not a treatise on sociology." It is this urge that resonates in Toni Morrison's Song of Solomon and Beloved, and in Walker's depiction of Hurston as our prime symbol of "racial health--a sense of black people as complete, complex, undiminished human beings, a sense that is lacking in so much black writing and literature." In a trad.. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 02dadfc | It is so easy to be hopeful in the day time when you can see the things you wish on. | their-eyes-were-watching-god zora-neale-hurston | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 3db434c | Of course he wasn't dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| d56fba5 | Where is de house where de mouse is de leader? | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| a13727d | It was hard to love a woman that always made you feel so wishful. | feminism literature | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 6a0f5f1 | She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight. So this was a marriage! | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| ab6a316 | Let the sun go down on you like King Harold at the battle of Hastings -- fighting gloriously. Maybe a loser but what a loser! Greater in defeat than the conqueror. Certainly not a coward that rusted out lurking in his tent. | defeat losing winners-mentality winning-and-losing zora-neale-hurston | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 746e35c | It was bad enough for white people, but when one of your own color could be so different it put you on a wonder. It was like seeing your sister turn into a 'gator. A familiar strangeness. You keep seeing your sister in the 'gator and the 'gator in your sister, and you'd rather not. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| d7a9ab5 | There's two things everybody got to find out for theyselves; they got to find out about love, and they got to find out about living. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 1598bbf | People ugly from ignorance and broken from being poor. | opportunity | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 426d809 | You saw a fluttering fan before her face and magnolia blooms and sleepy lakes under the moonlight when she walked. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| c513f16 | for poets, at least, experiencing something inexpressible does not mean silence. It's precisely the inexpressible something that poetry is meant to help us see or feel. If it were merely expressible - if there were nothing ineffable about it - there would be no need for a poem. But everywhere in the Bible we meet reality that exceeds our expectations. | poetry | John Piper | |
| a24cdfe | They say we are punished not for the sin but by the sin, and I began to feel punished by my unwillingness to forgive. | Anne Lamott | ||
| fa9b9cc | Honoring Christ, magnifying Christ, making much of Christ. That was the meaning of Paul's life. It should be the meaning of ours. And Paul prays it will be the meaning of his death as well. We live and we die to make much of Christ. | John Piper | ||
| 7e13d80 | Yet union with a partner--someone with whom to wake, whom you love, and talk with on and off all day, and sit with at dinner, and watch TV and movies with, and read together in bed with, and do hard tasks with, and are loved by. That sounds really lovely. | Anne Lamott | ||
| e947f30 | My mind kept thinking its harsh thinky thoughts, but I would distract myself from them gently and say, 'Those are not the truth, those are not trustworthy, those are for entertainment purposes only.' Eventually I had quieter thoughts. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 7af6312 | I felt changed and a little crazy. But though I was still like a stained and slightly buckled jigsaw puzzle with some pieces missing, now there were at least a few border pieces in place. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 8e1aad3 | Help for the sick and hungry, home for the homeless folk, peace in the world forever, this is my prayer, O Lord. Amen. | Anne Lamott | ||
| e1fc296 | Every Sunday I nudge Sam in her direction, and he walks to where she is sitting and hugs her. She smells him behind the ears, where he most smells like sweet unwashed new potatoes. This is in fact what I think God may smell like, a young child's slightly dirty neck. | god | Anne Lamott | |
| 5601c90 | I also tell them that sometimes when my writer friends are working, they feel better and more alive than they do at any other time. And sometimes when they are writing well, they feel that they are living up to something. It is as if the right words, the true words, are already inside them, and they just want to help them get out. | Anne Lamott | ||
| cd9d28d | The physical body is acknowledged as dust, the personal drama as delusion. It is as if the world we perceive through our senses, that whole gorgeous and terrible pageant, were the breath-thin surface of a bubble, and everything else, inside and outside, is pure radiance. Both suffering and joy come then like a brief reflection, and death like a pin. | Anne Lamott | ||
| e4ed1fe | People who read Anne Lamott, like people who read Anne Rice, believe that tragedy is romantic, but the people who read Anne Lamott believe it ironically. | Kevin Brockmeier | ||
| cee2d84 | The review in the newspaper the next day was not very good. But by then I'd figured out the gift of failure, which is that it breaks through all that held breath and isometric tension about needing to look good: it's the gift of feeling floppier. One of the things I'd been most afraid of had finally happened, with a whole lot of people watching, and it had indeed been a nightmare. But sitting with all that vulnerability, I discovered I coul.. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 8199d9e | But what if the great secret insider-trading truth is that you don't ever get over the biggest losses in your life? Is that good news, bad news, or both? The good news is that if you don't seal up your heart with caulking compound, and instead stay permeable, people stay alive inside you, and maybe outside you, too, forever. This is also the bad news, not because your heart will continue to hurt forever, but because grief is so frowned upon.. | Anne Lamott | ||
| ff7f4b5 | only grieving can heal grief; the passage of time will lessen the acuteness, but time alone, without the direct experience of grief, will not heal it. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 37615ee | We can pray for a shot at having a life in which we are present and awake and paying attention and being kind to ourselves. We can pray, "Hello? Is there anyone there?" We can pray, "Am I too far gone, or can you help me get out of my isolated self-obsession?" We can say anything to God. It's all prayer." | Anne Lamott | ||
| e421e2f | I'm pretty sure that it is only by experiencing that ocean of sadness in a naked and immediate way that we come to be healed--which is to say, that we come to experience life with a real sense of presence and spaciousness and peace. | Anne Lamott | ||
| affa170 | Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life, and it is the main obstacle between you and a shitty first draft. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 503f09a | sometimes when you need to feel the all-embracing nature of God, paradoxically you need to hang out in the ordinariness, in daily ritual and comfort. | Anne Lamott | ||
| c47c1ae | Most of us don't notice how great we look until years, even decades later. Not long ago, I was looking at photos of myself at various ages and weights--way before the neckular deterioration began, way before the fanny pack of menopause--and I could see how gorgeous I must have looked to everyone else. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 0f627c1 | Alone, we are doomed, but by the same token, we've learned that people are impossible, even the ones we love most--especially the ones we love most: they're damaged, prickly and set in their ways. | Anne Lamott |