I belong to no race nor time. I am the eternal feminine with its string of beads.

No matter how far a person can go the horizon is still way beyond you.

It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

I have been amazed by the Anglo-Saxon's lack of curiosity about the internal lives and emotions of the Negroes, and for that matter, any non-Anglo-Saxon peoples within our borders, above the class of unskilled labor.

When the people sat around on the porch and passed around the pictures of their thoughts for the others to look at and see, it was nice. The fact that the thought pictures were always crayon enlargements of life made it even nicer to listen to.

Africa has her mouth on Moses.