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
morning flower air
The morning air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and flung it on a low bush beside the road and walked on, picking flowers and making a bouquet… From now on until death she was going to have flower dust and springtime sprinkled over everything.
morning towns sun
Every morning the world flung itself over and exposed the town to the sun.
friendship good-morning coffee
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.
morning hero men
The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning.
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.