Georgia Douglas Johnson quotes:

I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips, And lights are in my hair.

I've learned of life this bitter truth Hope not between the crumbling walls Of mankind's gratitude to find repose, But rather, Build within thy own soul Fortresses!

Rise with the hour for which you were made.

Your world is as big as you make it.

How much living have you done?From it the patterns that you weaveAre imaged:Your own life is your totem pole,Your yard of cloth,Your living.How much loving have you done?How full and free your giving?For living is but lovingAnd loving only giving.

Your world is as big as you make it.I know, for I used to abideIn the narrowest nest in a corner,My wings pressing close to my side.

I battered the cordons around me And cradled my wings on the breeze, Then soared to the uttermost reaches With rapture, with power, with ease!

I'm folding up my little dreams Within my heart tonight, And praying I may soon forget The torture of their sight.

Is there not a way by which the man who can think can be enabled to have time to think?

The heart of a woman falls back with the night, / And enters some alien cage in its plight, / And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars / While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars.

The strong demand, contend, prevail; the beggar is a fool.