Maxioms by Zora Neale Hurston
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment read more
I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment walking in its sleep.
Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny read more
Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
