God took pattern after a pine tree and built you noble.

For four hundred years the blacks of Haiti had yearned for peace. for three hundred years the island was spoken of as a paradise of riches and pleasures, but that was in reference to the whites to whom the spirit of the land gave welcome. Haiti has meant split blood and tears for blacks.

I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living.

So Janie waited a bloom time, and a green time and an orange time.

The man who interprets Nature is always held in great honor.

So the brother in black offers to these United States the source of courage that endures, and laughter.

It is a curious thing to be a woman in the Caribbean after you have been a woman in these United States.