It was not often that she was alone like this and she did not like it. When she was alone she had to think and, these days, thoughts were not so pleasant.
Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you'll finish it.
A world I dream where black or white, whatever race you be, will share the bounties of the earth and every man is free
I'm so tired of waiting, aren't you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed-- I, too, am America.
In everything, no matter what it may be, uniformity is undesirable. Leaving something incomplete makes it interesting, and gives one the feeling that there is room for growth
Doing it wrong fast is at least better than doing it wrong slowly.
All your names I and my friend approve of or nearly all as to sense & expression, but I am frightened by their length & sound when compounded. As you will see I have taken deoxide and skaiode because they agree best with my natural standard East and West. I like Anode & Cathode better as to sound, but all to whom I have shewn them have supposed at first that by Anode I meant No way.
Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces.