Langston Hughes
Poet of Harlem
“I have one big idea and limited savings. Play it safe or bet on it?”
I'll tell you what a dream does when you put it on a shelf. It dries up like a raisin in the sun, or it festers, or it sags like a heavy load. Sometimes it explodes. I shipped out once with a few dollars and threw my books in the sea, and the sea did not hand them back.
I won't tell you to go hungry for a poem. Bread is real. But hold that dream with both hands, not one hand and a bank book. Life ain't been no crystal stair. Climb anyhow.
Sample response from this soul, not a quotation or endorsement.