Langston Hughes Quotes
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
I'm so tired of waiting, aren't you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you'll finish it.
A world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed - Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I'm dead. I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.
I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.
Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? ... Or does it explode?
Good morning, Revolution: You're the very best friend I ever had. We gonna pal around together from now on
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.
I dream a world... where wretchedness will hang its head and joy, like a pearl, attends the needs of all mankind. Of such I dream, my world!
O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.
Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.
Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love. I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.
We younger Negro artists who create now intend to express our individual dark-skinned selves without fear or shame. If white people are pleased we are glad. If they aren?t it doesn?t matter.
Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.
Oh, God of Dust and Rainbows, Help us to see That without the dust the rainbow Would not be.
I stay cool, and dig all jive, That's the way I stay alive. My motto, as I live and learn, is Dig and be dug In return.
Folks, I'm telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between.
I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that's in my mind.
Teach us all to do right, Lord, please, and to get along together with that atom bomb on this earth because I do not want it to fall on me-nor Thee-nor anybody living. Amen!
I loved my friend He went away from me There's nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend.
Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn't write anything.
