Folklorist, anthropologist, novelist, short story writer
Their Eyes Were Watching God
"I do not weep at the world -- I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife."
"I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow dammed up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes."
"Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at de sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground."
"Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much."
"Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it."
"Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person. That is natural. There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man's spice-box seasons his own food."
"I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death."
Zora didn't die with a Madame C. J. Walker bankroll, instead she died heartbroken, penniless, without many family members and colleagues singing her praises. It appears as though she was very much alone and abandoned, but for the grace of God the story hadn't yet been told about Zora! God would have it that Zora Neale Hurston’s death would not have it’s final say! Contrary to what may have appeared for her, as a world of dashed promises, dejected hope, defeated relationships, poor living arrangements, alone and broken during her final transition! It makes you want to holler. But, the Holy Ghost reminds me that that was simply a dry season. I am so glad about that reality. It gives us hope, that even in death, as believers in the Gospel of Christ we triumph! She may have felt that obscurity, lonliness and poverty would triumph over her, but not so.
From My Heart To Yours,
Linda Mose Meadows, Author
The Blessedness of Believing
A Devotional Journey of Life's Lesson's and God's Promises
(Tate Publishing, Nov. 2007)