There were too many ears that listened for others besides themselves, and too many tongues that wagged to those they shouldn't.

There were too many ears that listened for others besides themselves, and too many tongues that wagged to those they shouldn't.

We ain't never gonna lose this land.

We Logans don't have much to do with white folks. You know why? 'Cause white folks mean trouble.

She grabbed his arm. "Let it be, son!" she cried. "That child ain't hurt!" "Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!

Poor Christopher-John had fallen into the hands of Miss. Daisy Crocker. I greatly sympathized him, but as in everything else, Christopher John tried to see the bright side in having to face such a shrew every morning. "Maybe she done changed," he said hopefully on the first day of school. However, when classes were over he was noticeably quiet. Well?" I asked him. He shrugged dejectedly and admitted, "She still the same.

Far as I'm concerned, friendship between black and white don't mean that much 'cause it usually ain't on a equal basis. ... Maybe one day whites and blacks can be real friends, but right now the country ain't built that way.