You are on the eve of a complete victory. You can't go wrong. The world is behind you.
Josephine BakerRead
He was my cream, and I was his coffee - And when you poured us together, it was something.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep connection and beautiful harmony between two individuals.
In this quote, Josephine Baker uses the metaphor of cream and coffee to illustrate the intimate and complementary relationship between two lovers. The imagery evokes the idea that while each person has their own unique qualities, when they come together, they create something richer and more meaningful than either could achieve alone.
In practice
In a speech at a wedding, you might say, 'He was my cream, and I was his coffee - together we create something extraordinary.'
You are on the eve of a complete victory. You can't go wrong. The world is behind you.
I ran away from St. Louis, and then I ran away from the United States, because of that terror of discrimination.
Friends, to me for years St. Louis represented a city of fear... humiliation... misery and terror... A city where in the eyes of the white man a Negro should know his place and had better stay in it.
I did take the blows [of life], but I took them with my chin up, in dignity, because I so profoundly love and respect humanity.
You must get an education. You must go to school, and you must learn to protect yourself. And you must learn to protect yourself with the pen, and not the gun.
I have walked into the palaces of kings and queens and into the houses of presidents. And much more.
Every kiss provokes another. Oh, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring to life! So closely, in their profusion, do they crowd together that lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.
Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us less of love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.
I always wished that I could find someone as beautiful as you, but in the process I forgot that I was special too.
I opened the window and my heart. The sun flooded my house and Love flooded my soul.
Earth, my dearest, oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over...Unspeakably, I have belonged to you, from the flush.
It is not merely the likeness which is precious... but the association and the sense of nearness involved in the thing... the fact of the very shadow of the person lying there fixed forever! It is the very sanctification of portraits I think - and it is not at all monstrous in me to say that I would rather have such a memorial of one I dearly loved, than the noblest Artist's work ever produced.
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