Zora Neale Hurston

Zora Neale Hurston       Their eyes were watching god

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.  Janie had had no chance to know things, so she had to ask.  Did marriage end the cosmic loneliness of the unmated?  Did marriage compel love like the sun the day?

Husbands and wives always loved each other, and that was what marriage meant.  It was just so.  Janie felt glad of the thought, for then it wouldn’t seem so destructive and mouldy.  She wouldn’t be lonely anymore.

It was a lonesome place like a stump in the middle of the woods where nobody had ever been.  The house was absent of flavor, too.  But anyhow Janie went on inside to wait for love to begin…
 
…The familiar people and things had failed her so she hung over the gate and looked up the road towards way off.  She knew now that marriage did not make love.  Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman

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Updated: November 3, 2009


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