I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen when company comes, but I laugh, and eat well, and grow strong.

Yet the ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond-jade, Are only silly puppet gods That people themselves Have made.-

Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.

To some people Love is given, To others Only Heaven.

Don't come giving me, who's old enough to die and too near blind to create anything any more anyhow, a great big banquet that you eat up in honor of your own stomachs as much as in honor of me- who's toothless and can't eat.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? ... Or does it explode?

Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.