James Langston Hughes

1902 - 1967

A Quote by James Langston Hughes on kiss

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Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: April Rain Song, 1902 – 1967

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on birds, death, dreams, and life

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on freedom

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I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: American Heartbreak, 1951

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on justice

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Negro blood is sure powerful - because just one drop of black blood makes a colored man. One drop - you are a Negro! . . . Black is powerful.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: Simple Takes a Wife, 1953

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on rest

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Rest a pale evening . . . A tall slim tree . . . Night coming tenderly Black like me.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: Dream Variations, 1926

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes

I will not take "but" for an answer.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes

Wear it Like a banner For the proud- Not like a shroud.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: Color, 1943

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes

Never look for a worm in the apple of your eye.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on force, speech, and women

No woman can be handsome by the force of features alone, any more that she can be witty by only the help of speech.

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

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A Quote by James Langston Hughes on dreams and justice

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Maybe it just sags Like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

James Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)

Source: Harlem, 1951

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