Gwendolyn Brooks Quotes

Believe me, I loved you all.
Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you
All.

To be in love
Is to touch with a lighter hand.
In yourself you stretch, you are well.

The good man.
He is still enhancer, renouncer.
In the time of detachment,
in the time of the vivid heather and affectionate evil,
in the time of oral
grave grave legalities of hate - all real
walks our prime registered reproach and seal.
Our successful moral.
The good man.

I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I'll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.

It is brave to be involved
To be not fearful to be unresolved.

And all the little people
Will stare at me and say,
"That is the Crazy Woman
Who would not sing in May.

Rudolph Reed was oaken.
His wife was oaken too.
And his two good girls and his good little man
Oakened as they grew.

Truth-tellers are not always palatable.
There is a preference for candy bars.

The first night, a rock, big as two fists.
The second, a rock big as three.
But nary a curse cursed Rudolph Reed.
(Though oaken as man could be.)
The third night, a silvery ring of glass.
Patience arched to endure,
But he looked, and lo! small Mabel's blood
Was staining her gaze so pure.