Harriet Tubman fought American slavery single handed and was a pioneer in that organized effort known as the Underground Railroad.

It is the growing custom to narrow control, concentrate power, disregard and disenfranchise the public; and assuming that certain powers by divine right of money-raising or by sheer assumption, have the power to do as they think best without consulting the wisdom of mankind.

The problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the color line.

We black men seem the sole oasis of simple faith and reverence in a dusty desert of dollars and smartness.

One reads the truer deeper facts of Reconstruction with a great despair. It is at once so simple and human, and yet so futile. There is no villain, no idiot, no saint. There are just men; men who crave ease and power, men who know want and hunger, men who have crawled. They all dream and strive with ecstasy of fear and strain of effort, balked of hope and hate. Yet the rich world is wide enough for all, wants all, needs all. So slight a gesture, a word, might set the strife in order, not with full content, but with growing dawn of fulfillment. Instead roars the crash of hell.

Would America have been America without her Negro people?

The cost of liberty is less than the price of repression.