All day long and all night through, One thing only must I do: Quench my pride and cool my blood, Lest I perish in the flood.
- Countee Cullen
More Quotes By Countee Cullen
- Yet do I marvel at this curious thing:/ To make a poet black, and bid him sing!
- For we must be one thing or the other, an asset or a liability, the sinew in your...
- The truth is… everything counts. Everything. Everything we do and everything we say. Everything helps or hurts; everything...
- There is no secret to success except hard work and getting something indefinable which we call ‘the breaks.
- If I am going to be a poet at all, I am going to be POET and not...
- What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men,...
- The key to all strange things is in thy heart…./ My spirit has come home, that sailed the...
- We shall not always plant while others reap
- My poetry has become the way of my giving out what music is within me.
- Dame Poverty gave me my name,
And Pain godfathered me.
- We were not made to eternally weep.
- What is last year’s snow to me,
Last year’s anything? The tree
Budding yearly must forget
How its past arose or...
- Give but a grain of the heart’s rich seed, Confine some under cover, And when love goes, bid...
- Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed...
- [W]e have always resented the natural inclination of most white people to demand spirituals the moment it is...
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