Langston Hughes Quotes
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Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas
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It were depression, too. They cut my wages down once at the foundry. They cut my wages down again. Then they cut my wages out, also the job.
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Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be.
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Everybody should take each other as they are, white, black, Indians, Creole. Then there would be no prejudice, nations would get along.
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Pleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.
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I'm so tired of waiting, aren't you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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Sometimes I wish the public were equally aware of the men of our race in the cultural fields. You, for instance, have you ever bought a book by a Negro writer?
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Reach Up Your Hand... and take a star.
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The rhythm of life is a jazz rhythm
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I will not take 'but' for an answer. Negroes have been looking at democracy's 'but' too long.
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If you want to honor me, give some young boy or girl who's coming along trying to create arts and write and compose and sing and act and paint and dance and make something out of the beauties of the Negro race-give that child some help.
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Summer was made to give you a taste of what hell is like. Winter was made for landladies to charge high rents and keep cold radiators and make a fortune off of poor tenants.
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Humor is when the joke's on you but hits the other fellow first -- before it boomerangs.
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Life is a big sea full of many fish. I let down my nets and pulled. I'm still pulling.
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Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear.
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7 x 7 + love = An amount Infinitely above: 7 x 7 - love.
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Anyday, one can walk down the street in a big city and see a thousand people. Any photographer can photograph these people - but very few photographers can make their prints not only reproductions of the people taken, but a comment upon them - or more, a comment upon their lives - or more still, a comment upon the social order that creates these lives.
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You and I By Henry Alford My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear; My ear is tired waiting for your call. I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer; Heart, soul and senses need you, one and all. I droop without your full, frank sympathy; We ought to be together—you and I; We want each other so, to comprehend The dream, the hope, things planned, or seen, or wrought. Companion, comforter and guide and friend, As much as love asks love, does thought ask thought. Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly, We ought to be together, you and I.
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I got the Weary Blues And I can't be satisfied.
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I do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She'll make you so jealous, you'll bust!
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Out of love, No regrets-- Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets-- Though the return Be never.
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The first of the month falls every month, too, North or South. And them white folks who sends bills never forgets to send them-the phone bill, the furniture bill, the water bill, the gas bill, insurance, house rent.
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Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.
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They [the police] learned something from them Harlem riots. They used to beat your head right in public, but now they only beat it after they get you down to the station house.
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To some people Love is given, To others Only Heaven.
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There is no color line in art.
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The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
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Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind.
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What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
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I felt very bad in Washington. . . I didn't like my job, and I didn't know what was going to happen to me, and I was cold and half-hungry, so I wrote a great many poems.
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