Zora Neale Hurston Quotes

I can see the sun, but even if I cannot see the sun, I know that it exists. And to know that the sun is there - that is living.

Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

Sun is the reason And the world it will bloom 'Cause sun lights the sky And the sun lights the moon

The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.

Long live the sun which gives us such beautiful color.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.

I've got to hear the rhythm of the sentences; I want the music of the prose. I want to see ordinary things transformed not by the circumstances in which I see them but by the language with which they're described. That's what I love when I read.

The light from the sun breaks through space, bathing our planet as it encircles the sun with life-giving warmth and light. Without the sun, there could be no life on this planet; it would be forever barren, cold, and dark.

You can read my stuff; there are not very many quotes. It's more impressionistic.

The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party.

At least, the sun had the decency to stay the hell away from us.

The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning.

Since my woman's world is perceived greatly through the emotions and the senses, I treat it that way in my writing - and am often overweighted with heavy descriptive passages and a kaleidoscope of similes.

I think poetry, rather than suffering, is more and more sufficient to the needs of our society. It's one of the reasons so much of it is, for want of a better term, 'surreal.'

The Venus transit is not a spectacle the way a total solar eclipse is a spectacle.

I guess I have a weird habit of writing body part metaphors.

I was lucky to have read a lot of poetry when I was younger; it helped me to remember a way to write.

I love writing prose. I really love writing prose. It's very pleasurable for me.

Lyricism is about painting a picture. It doesn't have to be a bunch of punchlines.

The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river were men of the moon. But we were all children of the white sun.

Khadi is the sun of the village solar system.

The tail of the comet slashed the dawn and in the red light of the rising sun, for a brief instant, it seemed as if the comet was bleeding across the sky.

What, then, is this blue sky, which certainly does exist, and which veils from us the stars during the day?

So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.