They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.
Love I find is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done 'heard' bout you just what they hope done happened.
No, I do not weep at the world. I'm too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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.
They bowed down to him rather, because he was all of these things, and then again he was all of these things because the town bowed down.
The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.
Tain't no use in you cryin' . . . But folks is meant to cry 'bout somethin' or other. Better leave things de way dey is. Youse young yet. No tellin' whut mout happen befo' you die.
Please God, please suh, don't let him love nobody else but me. Maybe Ah'm is uh fool, Lawd, lak dey say, but Lawd, Ah been so lonesome, and Ah been waitin', Jesus. Ah done waited uh long time.
Pheoby's hungry listening helped Janie to tell her story.
Lack of power and opportunity passes off too often for virtue.
It was hard to love a woman that always made you feel so wishful.
Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear.
It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.
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.
Now, women forget all the 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.
