Look lak she been livin' through uh hundred years in January without one day of spring.

Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.

He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.

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.

truth is a letter from courage!

Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.

I know that nothing is destructible; things merely change forms.