Paul Laurence Dunbar Quotes
..we wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes- this debt we pay to human guile; with torn and bleeding hearts we smile.
Hope is tenacious. It goes on living and working when science has dealt it what should be its deathblow.
With our short sight we affect to take a comprehensive view of eternity. Our horizon is the universe.
I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted attention.
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double; And that is life!
We reduce the deity to vulgar fractions. We place our own little ambitions and label them ?divine messages?. With our short sight we affect to take a comprehensive view of eternity.
A song fluttered down in the form of a dove, And it bore me a message, the one word-Love!
Taking it all in all and after all, negro life in Washington is a promise rather than a fulfillment. But it is worthy of note for the really excellent things which are promised
Washington is the city where the big men of little towns come to be disillusioned
This, this indeed is to be accursed, For if we mortals love, or if we sing, We count our joys not by what we have, But by what kept us from that perfect thing.
Slight was the thing I bought, small was the debt I thought, Poor was the loan at best - God! but the interest!
Oh, how with more than dreams the soul is torn, ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes.
The age is materialistic. Verse isn't. I must be with the age, so I am writing prose.
It's all a farce, - these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the year is dying.
You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,You are soft as the nesting dove.Come to my heart and bring it restAs the bird flies home to its welcome nest.
In his moments of pride he had said all those things, half in fun and half in earnest, and he began to wonder how he could have been so many kinds of a fool for so long without realising it.