It's No Use Of Talking Unless People

For Four Hundred Years The Blacks Of Haiti Had Yearned For Peace. For Three Hundred Years The Island Was Spoken Of As A Paradise Of Riches And Pleasures, But That Was In Reference To The Whites To Whom The Spirit Of The Land Gave Welcome. Haiti Has Meant Split Blood And Tears For Blacks.

Silence Is All The Genius A Fool Has.

If You Haven't Got It, You Can't Show It. If You Have Got It, You Can't Hide It.

When God Had Made The Man, He Made Him Out Of Stuff That Sung All The Time And Glittered All Over. Some Angels Got Jealous And Chopped Him Into Millions Of Pieces, But Still He Glittered And Hummed. So They Beat Him Down To Nothing But Sparks But Each Little Spark Had A Shine And A Song. So They Covered Each One Over With Mud. And The Lonesomeness In The Sparks Make Them Hunt For One Another.

Tea Cake, The Son Of The Evening Sun, Had To Die For Loving Her.