Hold fast to your dreams, for without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly. |
When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul. |
Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind. |
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun?... Or does it explode? |
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose. |
I will not take "but" for an answer. |
Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it. |
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. |
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying. |
I swear to the Lord, I still can't see, why Democracy means, everybody but me. |
We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line. |
It's such a Bore Being always Poor. |
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you. |
I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go. |