...evil is a force and, like the physical and chemical forces, we cannot annihilate it; we may only change its form. We light upon one evil and hit it with all the might of our civilization, but only succeed in scattering it into a dozen of other forms

O Black and unknown bards of long ago, How came your lips to touch the sacred fire?

The peculiar fascination which the South held over my imagination and my limited capital decided me in favor of Atlanta University; so about the last of September I bade farewell to the friends and scenes of my boyhood and boarded a train for the South.

My mother was kept very busy with her sewing; sometimes she would have another woman helping her.

I had enjoyed life in Paris, and, taking all things into consideration, enjoyed it wholesomely.

As yet, the Negroes themselves do not fully appreciate these old slave songs.

I'm lonely I'll make me a world.