Langston Hughs Quotes

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers. ~ Langston Hughes

I will not take 'but' for an answer. ~ Langston Hughes

When a man starts out to build a world,
He starts first with himself ~ Langston Hughes

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There's no getting over that. ~ Rachel Cohn

I loved my friend
He went away from me
There's nothing more to say
The poem ends,
Soft as it began-
I loved my friend. ~ Langston Hughes

Unfortunately, now that Langston has a boyfriend again, he has forgotten all about me. ~ Rachel Cohn

There would be no grand absolution, only forgiveness meter out in these precious sips. I would well up from Hugh's heart in spoonfuls, and he would feed it to me. And it would be enough. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

I swear to the Lord,I still can't see,Why Democracy means,Everybody but me. ~ Langston Hughes

Good morning, Revolution: You're the very best friend I ever had. We gonna pal around together from now on ~ Langston Hughes

Militant
Let all who will
Eat quietly the bread of shame.
I cannot,
Without complaining loud and long,
Tasting its bitterness in my throat
And feeling to my very soul
It's wrong.
For honest work
You proffer me poor pay,
For honest dreams
Your spit is in my face,
And so my fist is clenched
Today
To strike your face. ~ Langston Hughes

As much as they loved Negroes, Neroes didn't seem to love Michael and Anne. ~ Langston Hughes

Very early in life, it seemed to me that there was a relationship between the problems of the Negro people in America and the Jewish people in Russia, and that the Jewish people's problems were worse than ours. ~ Langston Hughes

I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa. ~ Langston Hughes

Summer was made to give you a taste of what hell is like. Winter was made for landladies to charge high rents and keep cold radiators and make a fortune off of poor tenants. ~ Langston Hughes

The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss ~ Langston Hughes

Oh, there was no doubt about it, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her so bad I couldn't sit properly. I wanted to fuck her, make sweet love to her, do very bad things to her. It was crazy fucking beautiful - the need I had for this woman. ~ K. Langston

Before she could think, he bent his head and was kissing her, only this wasn't anything like the chaste kiss she'd gave him. His mouth slanted across hers, demanding her response. Soft and warm, his tongue brushed against the tender skin. With a sigh, Clarissa parted her lips and he quickly took advantage, deepening their kiss.
His hand cupped the back of her head and his fingers tangled in her hair, while his other arm around her waist locked her against him. Clarissa twined her arms around his neck and felt the cold wall of the house at her back as he pressed her into it.
Her pulse raced as their kiss became even more heated, each second that passed marking time they didn't have. Langston's tongue stroked hers in a dance that set fire to her blood. The shadow of whiskers on his face softly abraded her skin. His hair was silky, and she couldn't resist from pushing her fingers into the thick strands, which he must have liked, judging by the masculine groan that met her ears.
When he finally lifted his head, both of them were breathing hard. ~ Tiffany Snow

As I learn from you,
I guess you learn
From me
although
You're older
and white
And somewhat more free. ~ Langston Hughes

May I kiss you?"

Finally. "Yes."

He smiled as he threaded his fingers through my hair. Carefully, he leaned forward and kissed my forehead.
His mouth was warm and gentle against my skin, but it wasn't enough. "Please tell me that wasn't what you meant."

He laughed softly. "There's more." He kissed my cheek, my jaw, and hovered a fraction above my mouth.

I ached for his kiss, and when the waiting stretched too long, I closed the distance.

He took over, which was just as well, because I forgot where I was or the time or my name. The only thing in the world was his mouth. That kiss. Us. ~ Elizabeth Langston

She held her finger to his lips. "We have a lifetime to reveal our secrets."
In a bold move, she took his hand and led him to the bed.
Ever so eager to follow, Hugh's mouth suddenly went dry. Hell, he couldn't even manage a swallow. "Are you ready, my love?" he croaked.
Licking those delectable lips, she nodded. "I want you more than the air I breathe. ~ Amy Jarecki

Say it. Say your mine, Maddie. You own my heart now, baby. I gotta have yours too. ~ K. Langston

In the chemistry lab at school, did you ever hold a test tube, pouring in liquids and powders and seeing nothing happen until a certain powder is poured in and then everything begins to smoke and fume, bubble and boil, hiss to foam, and sometimes even explode? The tube is suddenly full of action and movement and life. Well there are people like those certain liquids or powders; at a given moment they come into a room, or into a town, even into a country-and the place is never the same again. Things bubble, boil, change. Sometimes the whole world is changed. ~ Langston Hughes

We must never forget that our small, daily acts can total a great sum of love. They can be the stars by which others find their way through the dark voyage of life. ~ Jamie Langston Turner

Obviously, genies worked out in their off-hours. He looked so good it was distracting. ~ Elizabeth Langston

Life dosent frighten me at all. ~ Langston Hughes

Don't judge me if you don't really know me. ~ Seth Langston

Reach Up Your Hand ... and take a star. ~ Langston Hughes

My chief literary influences have been Paul Laurence Dunbar, Carl Sandburg, and Walt Whitman. My favorite public figures include Jimmy Durante, Marlene Dietrich, Mary McLeod Bethune, Mrs. Franklin D. Roosevelt, Marian Anderson, and Henry Armstrong. ~ Langston Hughes

That's a nice quote," Langston said. "Underline it and fold down the page for me, will you?" I did as instructed. ~ Rachel Cohn

You and I
By Henry Alford
My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear;
My ear is tired waiting for your call.
I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer;
Heart, soul and senses need you, one and all.
I droop without your full, frank sympathy;
We ought to be together - you and I;
We want each other so, to comprehend
The dream, the hope, things planned, or seen, or wrought.
Companion, comforter and guide and friend,
As much as love asks love, does thought ask thought.
Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly,
We ought to be together, you and I. ~ Langston Hughes

I loved his strength and determination. I loved how much pleasure he got from doing things right. I loved that life was better simply because he was around. ~ Elizabeth Langston

That Hugh's presence within walking distance of Biddenden Manor might not be conducive either to his happiness or to his self-esteem he did not allow to weigh with him, for he was a man with a strong sense of propriety, and he knew that it was his duty to feel affection for all his brothers and sisters. ~ Georgette Heyer

Folks, I'm telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between. ~ Langston Hughes

Because shoes got by devilish ways will burn your feet. ~ Langston Hughes

Hugh's old drawing teacher used to have one, and though it had been ten years since he'd taken the woman's class, I could suddenly recall him talking about it. "If I had a skeleton like Minerva's ... ," he used to say. I don't remember the rest of the sentence, as I'd always been sidetracked by the teacher's name, Minerva. Sounds like a witch. ~ David Sedaris

Have you ever experienced human love?"

"Yes. Once."

Regret shadowed his face. "Then why would you be willing to repeat it?"

"What we learn is worth more than what we lose. ~ Elizabeth Langston

Emery was kneeling outside "gardening" when Ceony and Langston stepped through the illusion that masked the paper magician's house. He had positioned himself outside the curving garden of meticulously crafted paper flowers, and seemed to be replacing all the red, tulip-shaped flower heads with blue, lily-shaped ones. Fennel chewed on the discarded spells as Emery worked, crumpling them in his paper mouth and then spitting the balls into an overturned trash receptacle. ~ Charlie N. Holmberg

If I had to name one book that has had the most lasting influence on my work, I would pick 'The Big Sea' by Langston Hughes. ~ Pearl Cleage