83 "Zora Neale Hurston" Quotes And Sayings

Zora Neale Hurston was a writer, historian, anthropologist and folklorist. She was a pioneer in the study of African-American culture and a forerunner of the civil rights movement. She is best known for her works of literature, including "Their Eyes Were Watching God" and "Mules and Men". Her body of work has been recognized as a significant contribution to the field of anthropology.

Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but...
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Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. Zora Neale Hurston
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I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living. Zora Neale Hurston
Some people could look at a mud puddle and see...
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Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships. Zora Neale Hurston
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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. So they beat him down to nothing but sparks but each little spark had a shine and a song. So they covered each one over with mud. And the lonesomeness in the sparks make them hunt for one another. Zora Neale Hurston
Grown people know that they do not always know the...
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Grown people know that they do not always know the way of things, and even if they think they know, they do not know where and how they got the proof. Zora Neale Hurston
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with...
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Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose. Zora Neale Hurston
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
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There are years that ask questions and years that answer. Zora Neale Hurston
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I had hundreds of books under my skin already. Not selected reading, all of it. Some of it could be called trashy. I had been through Nick Carter, Horatio Alger, Bertha M. Clay and the whole slew of dime novelists in addition to some really constructive reading. I do not regret the trash. It has harmed me in no way. It was a help, because acquiring the reading habit early is the important thing. Taste and natural development will take care of the rest later on. Zora Neale Hurston
People ugly from ignorance and broken from being poor.
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People ugly from ignorance and broken from being poor. Zora Neale Hurston
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All gods who receive homage are cruel. All gods dispense suffering without reason. Otherwise they would not be worshipped. Through indiscriminate suffering men know fear and fear is the most divine emotion. It is the stones for altars and the beginning of wisdom. Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. Real gods require blood. Zora Neale Hurston
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Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the same horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men. Now, women forget all those things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly. . Zora Neale Hurston
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Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. Zora Neale Hurston
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She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight. Zora Neale Hurston
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.she began to stand around the gate and expect things. What things? She didn't know exactly. Her breath was gusty and short. She knew things that nobody ever told her. For instance, the words of the trees and the wind.. She knew the world was a stallion rolling in the blue pasture of ether. She knew that God tore down the old world every evening and built a new one by sun-up. It was wonderful to see it take form with the sun and emerge from the gray dust of its making. Zora Neale Hurston
So she sat on the porch and watched the moon...
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So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day. Zora Neale Hurston
Honey, de white man is de ruler of everything as...
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Honey, de white man is de ruler of everything as fur as Ah been able tuh find out. Maybe it's some place way off in de ocean where de black man is in power, but we don't know nothin' but what we see. Zora Neale Hurston
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Sometimes God gits familiar wid us womenfolks too and talks His inside business. He told me.how surprised y'all is goin' tuh be if you ever find out you don't know half as much 'bout us as you think yo do. It's so easy to make yo'self out God Almighty when you ain't got nothin' tuh strain against but women and chickens. Zora Neale Hurston
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They plan and they fix and they do, and then some kitchen-dwelling fiend slips a scorchy, soggy, tasteless mess into their pots and pans… So when the bread didn’t rise, and the fish wasn’t quite done at the bone, and the rice was scorched, he slapped Janie until she had a ringing sound in her ears and told her about her brains before he stalked on back to the store. Zora Neale Hurston
He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get...
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He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different. Zora Neale Hurston
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The monstropolous beast had left his bed. The two hundred miles a hour wind had loosed his chains. He seized hold of his dikes and ran forward until he met the quarters; uprooted them like grass and rushed on after his supposed-to-be conquerors, rolling the dikes, rolling the houses, rolling the people in the houses along with other timbers. The sea was walking the earth with a heavy heel. Zora Neale Hurston