Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
It's such a Bore Being always Poor.
When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.
I will not take 'but' for an answer.
Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.
I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.
I swear to the Lord, I still can't see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.
Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.
Even the 'Negro' shows like 'Amos and Andy' and 'Beulah' are written largely by white writers - the better to preserve the stereotypes, I imagine.
I must never write when I do not want to write.
In all my life, I have never been free. I have never been able to do anything with freedom, except in the field of my writing.
My father hated Negroes.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
My writing has been largely concerned with the depicting of Negro life in America.