We've got to show that blacks and whites are treated equally in the army. Otherwise, what's the point of waging war on Hitler?

Each time I leaped I seemed to touch the sky and when I regained earth it seemed to be mine alone.

What am I most ashamed of in my life? Not keeping my promise to my sister and being too scared of America to attend her funeral.

I wasn't really naked. I simply didn't have any clothes on.

I believe if the white and colored people could get together and be let alone, they would understand each other and consequently love each other.

Surely the day will come when color means nothing more than the skin tone, when religion is seen uniquely as a way to speak one's soul; when birth places have the weight of a throw of the dice and all men are born free, when understanding breeds love and brotherhood.

Art is an elastic sort of love.