Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.

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

As long as what is is-and Georgia is Georgia-I will take Harlem for mine. At least, if trouble comes, I will have my own window to shoot from.

Negro blood is sure powerful, because just one drop of black blood makes a colored man. One drop--you are a Negro! . . . Black is powerful.

Believing everything she read In the daily news, (No in-between to choose) She thought that only One side won, Not that BOTH Might lose.

For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn't write anything.

I'm so tired of waiting, aren't you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?