Langston Hughes Quotes

I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.

Come, Let us roam the night together singing, I love you. Across The Harlem roof-tops Moon is shining. Night sky is blue. Stars are great drops Of golden dew. Down the street A band is playing… Come, Let us roam the night together Singing.

Humor is laughing at what you haven’t got when you ought to have it.

Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up – like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore – And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over – like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags – like a heavy lead. Or does it explode?

Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly, Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams go, Life is a barren field, Frozen with snow.

I swear to the Lord I still can’t see Why Democracy means Everybody but me.

I will not take “but” for an answer.

I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa. I’ve been a slave: Caesar told me to keep his door-steps clean. I brushed the boots of Washington. I’ve been a worker: Under my hand the pyramids arose. I made mortar for the Woolworth building. I’ve been a […]

No great poet has ever been afraid of being himself. We younger Negro artists now intend to express our individual dark-skinned selves without fear or shame. If white people are pleased we are glad. If they aren’t, it doesn’t matter. We know we are beautiful. And ugly too… If colored people are pleased we are […]