Don't come giving me, who's old enough to die and too near blind to create anything any more anyhow, a great big banquet that you eat up in honor of your own stomachs as much as in honor of me- who's toothless and can't eat.

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

Blues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.

Life dosent frighten me at all.

It's such a Bore Being always Poor.

If the government can set aside some spot for a elk to be a elk without being bothered, or a buffalo to be a buffalo without being shot down, there ought to be some place where a Negro can be a Negro without being Jim Crowed.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.