Every Heart Has Its Graveyard.

The Man Who Interprets Nature Is Always Held In Great Honor.

Everybody Is Two Beings: One Lives And Flourishes In The Daylight And Stands Guard. The Other Being Walks And Howls At Night.

When One Is Too Old For Love, One Finds Great Comfort In Good Dinners.

No Matter How Far A Person Can Go The Horizon Is Still Way Beyond You.

I Maintain That I Have Been A Negro Three Times--a Negro Baby, A Negro Girl And A Negro Woman. Still, If You Have Received No Clear Cut Impression Of What The Negro In America Is Like, Then You Are In The Same Place With Me. There Is No The Negro Here. Our Lives Are So Diversified, Internal Attitudes So Varied, Appearances And Capabilities So Different, That There Is No Possible Classification So Catholic That It Will Cover Us All, Except My People! My People!