Zora Neale Hurston Quotes

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An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

envy

Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.

ships

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
— Zora Neale Hurston

love

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

fear anger

There is something about poverty that smells like death.

poverty

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

asking questions years

There is no agony like bearing an untold story within you.

why I write

There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you.

stories agony

Learning without wisdom is a load of books on a donkey's back.

learning

Once you wake up thought in a man, you can never put it to sleep again.

thinking

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

curiosity research

You are right to listen to proverbs.  They are short sayings made out of long experience.

proverbs

It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing—nothing.

risk-taking

Ah seen a man so ugly till they had to spread a sheet over his head at night so sleep could slip up on him.
— Zora Neale Hurston

beauty

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee.

friendship

Silence is all the genius a fool has and it is one of the things a smart man knows how to use when he needs it.

silence foolishness

It seems like the first law of Nature is that everybody likes to receive things, but nobody likes to feel grateful.

gratitude

She had found a jewel down inside herself and she had wanted to walk where people could see her and gleam it around.
— Zora Neale Hurston
Love, I find, is like singing.  Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

love

Happiness is not something you can catch and lock up in a vault like wealth.  Happiness is nothing but everyday living seen through a veil.

happiness

I have been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.

sorrow

When we sing the blues, we're singing 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.

blues

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.

dreams