“Surely--But I am very off from that.From surely. From indeed. From the decent arrowthat was my clean naivete and my faith.This morning, men deliver wounds and death.They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow.And I doubt all. You. Or a violet.”
— Gwendolyn Brooks“Live not for Battles Won.Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.”
— Gwendolyn Brooks“Say to them,say to the down-keepers,the sun-slappers,the self-soilers,the harmony-hushers,Even if you are not ready for dayit cannot always be night.You will be right.For that is the hard home-run.Live not for battles won.Live not for the-end-of-the-song.Live in the along.”
— Gwendolyn BrooksWhen you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
— Gwendolyn Brooks