But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There's a song that says, the time ain't long. That song is right. Something has got to change in Americaand change soon. We must help that change to come.
But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There's a song that says, the time ain't long. That song is right. Something has got to change in Americaand change soon. We must help that change to come.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun?... Or does it explode?
Not my dream alone, but our dream.
We have this exhibit of black collectibles, all donated, ... Soon we are going to change this out for an exhibit about the home itself.
I did not believe political directives could be successfully applied to creative writing . . . not to poetry or fiction, which to be valid had to express as truthfully as possible the individual emotions and reactions of the writer.
Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind.
To create a market for your writing you have to be consistent, professional, a continuing writer - not just a one-article or a one-story or a one-book man.
I will not take "but" for an answer.
Uncle Willy's Chocolate Factory ... with lots of help from really good assistants.
Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly, Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams go, Life is a barren field, Frozen with snow
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
Out of war it came, bloody and terrible!
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.
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.
Humor is when the joke's on you but hits the other fellow first -- before it boomerangs.
America never was America to meAnd yet I swear this oath-America will be
But it was Cold in that water!
When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
a dream deferred is a dream denied.
The poet says it was promises.
I had nothing, back there in the night.
God put a dream like steel in my soul.
Stand like free men supporting my trust.
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
It's such a Bore Being always Poor.
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.
I swear to the Lord, I still can't see, why Democracy means, everybody but me.
Hold fast to your dreams, for without them 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.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories