It seems that tears and laughter, love and hate, make up the sum of life!
When God had made The Man, he made him out of stuff that sung all the time and glittered all over. Some angels got jealous and chopped him into millions of pieces, but still he glittered and hummed. S...
Well, she thought, that big old dawg with the hatred in his eyes had killed her after all.
There was already something dead about him. He didn’t rear back in his knees any longer. He squatted over his ankles when he walked. That stillness at the back of his neck. His prosperous-looking bell...
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.
So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
So Janie began to think of Death. Death, that strange being with the huge square toes who lived way in the West. The great one who lived in the straight house like a platform without sides to it, and...
She must talk to a man who was ten immensities away.
I did not know then, as I know now, that people are prone to build a statue of the kind of person it pleases them to be. And few people want to be forced to ask themselves, What is there is no me like...
Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
Every morning the world flung itself over and exposed the town to the sun.
Crushing aromatic herbs with every step he took. Spices hung about him. He was a glance from God.
Aw, git reconciled!.. You can’t git her wid no fish sandwich.
A man is up against a hard game when he must die to beat it.
You’se something tuh make uh man forgit tuh git old and forgit tuh die.
Where is de house where de mouse is de leader?
When the people sat around on the porch and passed around the pictures of their thoughts for the others to look at and see, it was nice. The fact that the thought pictures were always crayon enlargeme...
When Janie looked out of her door she saw the drifting mists gathered in the west -- that cloud field of the sky -- to arm themselves with thunders and march forth against the world. Louder and higher...
Uh woman by herself is uh pitiful thing, she was told over and again.