I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.

Cheap little rhymes A cheap little tune Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon.

There is no color line in art.

Misery is when you heard on the radio that the neighborhood you live in is a slum but you always thought it was home.

Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love. I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.

I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa.

When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.