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 been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain read more
I have been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and sword in my hands.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
Happiness is nothing but everyday living seen through a veil.
Happiness is nothing but everyday living seen through a veil.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
