"Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly."
"What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?"
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Source: Harlem l. 1 (1951)
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