Zora Neale Hurston
Zora Neale Hurston
Zora Neale Hurstonwas an American novelist, short story writer, folklorist, and anthropologist. Of Hurston's four novels and more than 50 published short stories, plays, and essays, she is best known for her 1937 novel Their Eyes Were Watching God...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionDramatist
Date of Birth7 January 1891
CountryUnited States of America
hurt heart feelings
When we sing the blues, we're singin' out our hearts, we're singing out our feelings. Maybe we're hurt and just can't answer back, then we sing or maybe even hum the blues.
heart ears envious
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
dream heart air
There is something about poverty that smells like death. Dead dreams dropping off the heart like leaves in a dry season and rotting around the feet; impulses smothered too long in the fetid air of underground caves. The soul lives in sickly air. People can be slaveships in shoes.
heart sorrow graveyard
every heart has its graveyard.
god
Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person. That is natural.
kissing tree singing
Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
race way sense-of-humor
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.
night two daylight
Everybody is two beings: one lives and flourishes in the daylight and stands guard. The other being walks and howls at night.
men law earth
Taint no law on earth dat kin make a man be decent if it aint in 'im.
i-can
Work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find.
spirit affection spots
Affection makes your spirit slither out from its concealing spot.
hate men way
But any man who walks in the way of power and property is bound to meet hate.
mother native-american african-american
I am colored but I offer nothing in the way of extenuating circumstances except the fact that I am the only Negro in the United States whose grandfather on the mother's side was not an Indian chief.
years emptiness
I been through living for years. I just ain't dead yet.