Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Why should it be my loneliness, Why should it be my song, Why should it be my dream deferred overlong?langston hughes
Dream within a dream, Our dream deferred. Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard?langston hughes
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick.