Best 8 quotes of Georgia Douglas Johnson on MyQuotes

I battered the cordons around me And cradled my wings on the breeze, Then soared to the uttermost reaches With rapture, with power, with ease!

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

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

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 own soul Fortresses!

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.

The heart of a woman falls back with the night, / And enters some alien cage in its plight, / And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars / While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars.

How much living have you done? From it the patterns that you weave Are imaged: Your own life is your totem pole, Your yard of cloth, Your living. How much loving have you done? How full and free your giving? For living is but loving And loving only giving.

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.