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Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. ― Langston Hughes

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Then it was that books began to happen to me, and I began to believe in nothing but books and the wonderful world in books-- where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables as we did in Kansas. ― Langston Hughes
The prerequisite for writing is having something to say. ― Langston Hughes
I was unhappy for a long time, and very lonesome, living with my grandmother. Then it was that books began to happen to me, and I began to believe in nothing but books and the wonderful world in books — where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas. ― Langston Hughes
God in his infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise- So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise. ― Langston Hughes
Good people are not that good. To tell the truth, if I were white, no matter how much I loved Negroes, I doubt that I would submit myself to Jim Crow living conditions just to prove my love.” “Neither would I,” said Simple. “Then you would not be very good, either.” “No,” said Simple, “but I would be white. ― Langston Hughes
Just what is a liberal?" asked Simple. "Well, as nearly as I can tell, a liberal is a nice man who acts decently toward people, talks democratically, and often is democratic in his personal life, but does not stand up very well in action when some real social issue like Jim Crow comes up. ― Langston Hughes,
My soul has grown deep like the rivers. ― Langston Hughes
Lawrence has a wonderful hill in it, with a university on top and the first time I ran away from home, I ran up the hill and looked across the world: Kansas wheat fields and the Kaw River, and I wanted to go some place, too. I got a whipping for it. ― Langston Hughes
But was that why Negroes were poor, because they were dancers, jazzers, clowns? . . . The other way round would be better: dancers because of their poverty; singers because they suffered; laughing all the time because they must forget.... It’s more like that, thought Sandy. ― Langston Hughes,
Poetry is the human soul entire Squeezed like a lemon or a lime, Drop by drop into atomic words". ― Langston Hughes