The morning air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and flung it on a low bush beside the road an… - Zora Neale Hurston

But any man who walks in the way of power and property is bound to meet hate.

Then you must tell 'em dat love ain't somethin' lak uh grindstone dat's de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It's uh movin' thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it's different with every shore.

So de white man throw down de load and tell de nigger man tuh pick it up. He pick it up because he have to, but he donʼt tote it. He hand it to his womenfolks. De nigger woman is de mule uh de world so fur as Ah can see.