AMERICAN MASTERS: ZORA NEALE HURSTON
A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
Anybody depending on somebody else’s gods is depending on a fox not to eat chickens.
But for the national welfare, it is urgent to realize that the minorities do think, and think about something other than the race problem.
Gods always behave like the people who make them.
Gods always love the people who make them.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
I did not just fall in love. I made a parachute jump.
I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow damned up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all. . . . I do not weep at the world— I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
Anybody depending on somebody else’s gods is depending on a fox not to eat chickens.
But for the national welfare, it is urgent to realize that the minorities do think, and think about something other than the race problem.
Gods always behave like the people who make them.
Gods always love the people who make them.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
I did not just fall in love. I made a parachute jump.
I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow damned up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all. . . . I do not weep at the world— I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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