I do not share the gloomy thought that Negroes in America are doomed to be stomped out bodaciously, nor even shackled to the bottom of things. Of course some of them will be tromped out, and some will always be at the bottom, keeping company with other bottom-folks.

Slogans can be worse than swords if they are only put in the right mouths.

If it was so honorable and glorious to be black, why was it the yellow-skinned people among us had so much prestige?

Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.

It costs you something to do good!

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.

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