Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

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 Weep At The World I Am Too Busy Sharpening My Oyster Knife.

When I Pitched Headforemost Into The World I Landed In The Crib Of Negroism.

Gods Always Behave Like The People Who Make Them.

I Wish I Could Buy You For What You Are Really Worth And Sell You For What You Think You're Worth. I Sure Would Make Money On The Deal.