"So Janie began to think of Death. Death, that strange being with the huge square toes who lived way in the West. The great one who lived in a straight house like a platform without sides to it, and without a roof. What need has Death for a cover, and what winds can blow against him? He stands in his high house that overlooks the world. Stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back, waiting for the messenger to bid him come. Been standing there before there was a where or a when or a then. She was liable to find a feather from his wings lying in her yard any day now. She was sad and afraid too."
That was a paragraph from THEIR EYES ARE WATCHING GOD by Zora Neal Hurston.
I decided to put this in my blog to inspire, and be a reminder that life can seem short lived if u do nothing. So... do something. Don't sit there on your couch or on your computer masturbating all day, it's bad for you 3nodding xd . Plus I liked the way Zora turned an abstract idea into a character.
 H a i k u D r e a m s · Fri Apr 27, 2007 @ 09:08pm · 0 Comments |
