Danh ngôn của Zora Neale Hurston (Sứ mệnh: 5)

The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
There is something about poverty that smells like death.
Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.
It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.
The man who interprets Nature is always held in great honor.
It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.
So the brother in black offers to these United States the source of courage that endures, and laughter.