Maya angelou

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"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel"
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"Nothing will work, unless you do"
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"If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain"
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"As far as I knew, white women were never lonely. White men adored them, Black men desired them, and Black women worked for them"
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"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away"
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"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life"
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"I can be changed by what happens to me, But I refuse to be reduced by it"
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"When you know better, you do better"
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"I do not trust people who don't love themselves and yet tell me, 'I love you.' There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt"
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"There is nothing so pitiful as a young cynic. Because a cynic has gone from knowing nothing, to believing nothing"
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Maya Angelou