The monstropolous beast had left his bed. The two hundred miles a hour wind had loosed his chains. He seized hold of his dikes and ran forward until he met the quarters; uprooted them like grass and rushed on after his supposed-to-be conquerors, rolling the dikes, rolling the houses, rolling the people in the houses along with other timbers. The sea was walking the earth with a heavy heel.
Zora Neale HurstonMy sense of humor will always stand in the way of my seeing myself, my family, my race or my nation as the whole intent of the universe.
Zora Neale HurstonI wish I could buy you for what you are really worth and sell you for what you think you're worth. I sure would make money on the deal.
Zora Neale Hurston