Is there not a way by which the man who can think can be enabled to have time to think? — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
The heart of a woman falls back with the night, / And enters some alien cage in its plight, / And tries to forget… — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
“Against the day of sorrow Lay by some trifling thing A smile, a kiss, a flower, For sweet remembering” — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips, And lights are in… — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
I battered the cordons around me And cradled my wings on the breeze, Then soared to the uttermost reaches With rapture, with power, with… — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
Is there not a way by which the man who can think can be enabled to have time to think? — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
I'm folding up my little dreams Within my heart tonight, And praying I may soon forget The torture of their sight. — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
I've learned of life this bitter truth Hope not between the crumbling walls Of mankind's gratitude to find repose, But rather, Build within thy… — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
The strong demand, contend, prevail; the beggar is a fool. — Georgia Douglas Johnson Copy Share Image
