You are young, gifted, and Black. We must begin to tell our young, There's a world waiting for you, Yours is the quest that's just begun.

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

The colored people of this country know and understand the white people better than the white people know and understand them.

Amsterdam was a great surprise to me. I had always thought of Venice as the city of canals; it had never entered my mind that I should find similar conditions in a Dutch town.

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered, We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered.

As I look back now I can see that I was a perfect little aristocrat.

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