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
happiness inspiring success
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.
courage reality nerves
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.
discrimination pleasure harlem-renaissance
How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.
kinfolk
All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.
united-states curious gender
It is a curious thing to be a woman in the Caribbean after you have been a woman in these United States.
sweat praying cry
Sweat, sweat, sweat! Work and sweat, cry and sweat, pray and sweat!
hope hopeful wish
It is easy to be hopeful in the day when you can see the things you wish on.
responsibility men omnipotence
It seems to me to be true that heavens are placed in the sky because it is the unreachable. The unreachable and therefore the unknowable always seems divine--hence, religion. People need religion because the great masses fear life and its consequences. Its responsibilities weigh heavy. Feeling a weakness in the face of great forces, men seek an alliance with omnipotence to bolster up their feeling of weakness, even though the omnipotence they rely upon is a creature of their own minds. It gives them a feeling of security.
shoes slave-ships people
People can be slave-ships in shoes.
personality shows ifs
If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.
oysters knives black-history
I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
moon amber earth
So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
moving men comfort
Why fear? The stuff of my being is matter, ever changing, ever moving, but never lost; so what need of denominations and creeds to deny myself the comfort of all my fellow men? The wide belt of the universe has no need for finger-rings. I am one with the infinite and need no other assurance.
mothers-day mom children
Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.