Lack of power and opportunity passes off too often for virtue.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Let the sun go down on you like King Harold at the battle of Hastings — fighting gloriously. Maybe a loser but what a loser! Greater in defeat than the conqueror. Certainly not a coward that rusted out lurking in his tent.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Love I find is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Main't no use in you cryin'. . . But folks is meant to cry 'bout somethin' or other. Better leave things de way day is. House young yet. No tellin' what most happen BAFO' you die.

— Zora Neale Hurston

Nanny's words made Janie's kiss across the gatepost seem like a manure pile after a rain

— Zora Neale Hurston

No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.

— Zora Neale Hurston

No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

— Zora Neale Hurston

No, I do not weep at the world. I'm too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

— Zora Neale Hurston