Georgia Douglas Johnson Quotes

I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips, And lights are in my hair.

I'm folding up my little dreams
Within my heart tonight,
And praying I may soon forget
The torture of their sight.

Your world is as big as you make it.
I know, for I used to abide
In the narrowest nest in a corner,
My wings pressing close to my side.

The strong demand, contend, prevail; the beggar is a fool.

Rise with the hour for which you were made.

Your world is as big as you make it.

Is there not a way by which the man who can think can be enabled to have time to think?

Against the day of sorrow
Lay by some trifling thing
A smile, a kiss, a flower,
For sweet remembering